Just as we were walking the grounds, the rain returned and Liam stepped in a red ant hill. The poor guy started screaming. It was the saddest thing ever and in our efforts to get them off of him, we all got bit. Those things are ruthless. So we headed home, just in time because it started raining buckets. The rain remained the rest of the day, followed by thunder and lightening and our plans for Texas BBQ were ruined and we settled for pizza. It was a relaxing day, perfect for our little family. These days are my favorite.