Anyways, once we got there I realized just how windy it was, which was hard for little Emmie to breathe and especially to sleep so I ended up having to hold her wrapped in blankets most of the time instead of leaving her in the stroller. Zane and I ate lunch together at the picnic table, which was really fun. Then he played and played. Once when I checked on Emerson, I turned around to look at Zane and he had climbed up these really high scary stairs by himself. I basically had a heart attack and almost fainted and ran over to make sure he was ok. Yikes! He also found kids to play soccer with and chased them around a bunch.
On the way home, Zane was overtired, so was crying and wanted to be carried. I was carrying him with one hand and pushing the stroller with the other and while crossing the street with cars waiting I dropped a blanket in the street. When I picked it up I bonked Zane's head on the stroller so he cried even harder the rest of the way home. Let's just say, we had a great 2 hours but I was glad to be home.
3 comments:
Oh Josie,
I so remember these kind of outings. You will look back with great fondness. It is true.
Your blog is great! I love it and you 4.
Ann
I just love the excitement and giggles as he is throwing the "tennis ball" over the net. What fun!!
A natural athlete in the making! Love the excitement he displays, you can tell he is having a kick.
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