Back in June we made our annual outing to the Portland Rose Gardens.And I don't even remember much about it except our boys running wild...so there you go.
Smelling the birthday roses.
sigh...I want my long hair back..
So if you are going to the Rose Garden for a peaceful experience...stay far away from these rascals...I'm pretty sure they were rolling right through someone's romantic picnic.
Edwin got to stop and smell the Roses.
And we ran into our friends, the Cotners, while we were there.
And I'm a little obsessed that I have a blue eyed baby.
All the handsomeness!
And as the sun was setting, we made our way back to the car, but Miles, of course, had to take a break to pretend he was a puppy...
And that was another year of the Rose Gardens.
































































