This is what I'll be saying next week,
if I happen to see next week,
if the mayonnaise build up doesn't do me in before next week.
Between softball, baseball, dance recitals, spring drama productions, bridal shower planning, one trip to the zoo plus preparing for summer cottage time, it's non-stop around here.
We're constantly stocking up on caffeinated beverages.
How about you?
Couldn't be more excited to arrive and get going! It was a warm and sunny made-for-the-zoo day!
Here we go.. hang on kiddos.When you're 3, guess what? You don't have to be strapped into the stroller!
Oh the freedom to be 3.
When you're 1, guess what? It's an absolute necessity to be strapped in at the zoo lest your grandparents' slow reaction time allow you to fall into a filthy duck poo pond.
So, you're strapped until and unless it's safe to run. And it was at times.
Also, when one is 3 you try to read the map and find the bears.. where are the bears?
We found the bears then hustled the children past the oh so cozy male and female since that conversation is NOT Sideline Grandma's responsibility.
No wonder those chinchilla coats are so luscious, chinchilla's are extremely soft.
Oh my, have you ever wondered what you looked like from your little one's perspective?
Like this!
And this.
And while he had the camera the 3 year old took a picture of a Nemo fish.
He took this photo. It's a real fish but looks like a fake.
And now for play ground time
have fun..
Just like a big guy now..
Blessings to all the big and little ones in your life.
Sideline Grandma
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