The weather in Dallas never ceases to amaze me.  37 degrees one minute and 87 the next.  We took advantage of the recent high temperatures and Mercer's love of the outdoors (I have no idea where she gets that) and had some water play fun outside. 

"Mercer, where is your tongue?"

Mercer's side profile is the stuff my dreams are made of. 

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