A quick stopover at the carpenter, the kids were told to stay quietly in the car. A minute later there were three standing alongside of me.
All three barefoot!
Turning a deaf ear to my warnings about nails and wood splinters; the stopover was to exciting and instructive.
Sticks to battle!
A corner store with ice cream was invaded.
Luckily none of the spectators could have cared less how dirty the kids looked or how scantily they were dressed.