Every Monday morning I wake up wondering who is going to be sick this week. Dylan bit the dust this week and it's been a tough 4 days. The girl had a high fever and other symptoms that required us to stay near the diaper stash. It's been unseasonable warm as well, so by Wednesday I couldn't stand her anymore I decided to bundle her up and see how she'd do on a walk to the lake. It takes 5 minutes to walk to the lake, unless the 2 year old wants to get out and push the stroller and stop to talk to every animal on the route! ...oh mom, look--- it's a cute puddy tat!
Oh Dylan, that's a puppy dog...
Oh MOM LOOK AT THE BIG SCARY DOGGIE! HE'S GONNA GET ME!!!
Oh Dylan, that's a cute little squirrel! (she's such a joker)
Then the walk also went something like this;
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| Mom! Watch me walk really slooooww.... |
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| Mom! Watch me run sooo fast! |
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Mom.
Stop.
Stay back of me.
MOM!
STOP!
Stay there Mom while I walk in front. |
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I'm gonna push the stroller now.
Ooof.
It's hard Mom, you do it. |
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MOM!
STOP!
Imma push it again.
Watch me.
No.Stay behind me.
Look at me hanging down!
WACK! The stroller tips over.
Mom! Pick IT UP so I can push it!
Dylan, we'll be here all day if you keep doing that.
Oh Mom.
Calm down. |
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I put out a snack for the boss and took to the beach to explore.
Does it look "wintery" to you?!! |
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Mom? Where's Dad?
He's at home waiting for you Dylan.
Oh Mom! He's so cute!
Mom?
Can we have "mato" soup with Dad, Mom? |
