Check out the HUGE thistles growing in this "empty" lot we passed by awhile back on one of our walks:
A street later Jonah is saying "quare, quare" really loud. I look at him and he has his weed bent like this:
And a minute later it's a "trie-nggle":
I do have a winner on our last post but I will not be announcing it yet. Please feel free to keep your votes coming.