Or something like it....
on our way to Greenfield Village, we traveled down Eight Mile Road, made famous by a certain angry rapper, to which I won't mention here....but lemme tell ya...it's a crazy, creepy roadway.
I'll just go ahead and apologize for this tomfoolery now...gotta love the horse drawn carriages all throughout the Village...and MELANIE thought it'd be funny to stand over a fresh pile of doo and take a pic. We told her it'd be even MORE tasteless if she was the human in the picture. This way, with E in the pic, it's only mildly tasteless.
Ya just have to love having creative teenagers.
we have our hands full with that one.
In Mrs. Cohen's Millinery, we all got to try on [lice-infested] hats....not really...but it was brought to my attention on Facebook that I should've considered this. ewww.
I have quite a few pix from the Village and didn't know how to start without starting haphazardly...it'll be an overwhelming task and I'm just not up for it yet. :)
Until that day, chow.