Saturday, July 29, 2017
Oh, it was so good. Almost all of it. We went to the library for preschool playtime, where the girls listened to stories, played games, made crafts, and had a snack. Then we went to the park. Cora was asleep when we got there, so Jimi stayed in the car with her while G ran for the playground, and Finn and I hit the trail. I let him off leash a little ways in, and it was going fine until he pooped. I stopped to pick it up, he kept going and disappeared around the corner. I called for him for a few minutes, trying to decide if I should backtrack or continue on. I'd just decided to keep going when I heard his tags and saw his fluffy white tail bobbing along in the green of the trees. To my pleasant surprise, he wasn't covered in poop. I fully expected him to be covered in poop. He likes to run off, find poop, and roll in it. Good boy, Finn. When we made our way back to the playground, Cora was just waking up and the girls were both ready for their hike, so we went back into the loop again. We kept Finn on his lead this time. G kept saying how wonderful this was, and how much she loved hiking with her whole family, and saying, "Thank you, Mommy, thank you, Daddy, for taking us here today." She is so stinking sweet. Cora wanted to run, which is good, because she's a slow walker, but when she runs she keeps right up. She also wanted to run along the edge of the trail and wiped out a few times because of it. I just knew the child was going to end up down in a holler, but she managed to keep her footing along the most treacherous parts. (There were no treacherous parts.) We stopped at the grocery on the way home and I ran in alone to grab the few things we needed, then we went home and the girls at ham and carrots and cauliflower and had a special fruit snack treat when they were finished. Then I let them watch something, because we were all tired. After their show, they played upstairs a little, but G really wanted to ride her bike, so Jimi took them outside while I stayed in and took a nap. I've washed one load of laundry. I've folded zero loads of laundry. We had a great day, though, so we've got that going for us.
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