I'm sure that no one has seen enough May Day pictures, so here are some more.
"Mommy! They're walking a robot down the sidewalk!"

"You do the hockey-pokey and you turn..."
Mark looks on in disgust.
The Johnsons laugh at our failure.

Beth still can't quite believe we didn't see them on the roof.

Becky vows never to have anything to do with May Day again.

2 comments:
LOL...
You didn't see us on the roof because we were hiding until you went under the porch to ring the doorbell. :-P
Beck, good decision!
We realized this year that nothing can top leaving an entire oven on the L's doorstep at 3:00 AM, so we should probably just give up.
Can you imagine it? A May Day involving only leaving cookies and running?
(It's not going to happen, is it...)
ROFL -- leaving cookies and running -- that's how it was when I was little. It was fun.
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