We went to my cousin’s birthday party the other night, and Carrie had a ball with her son’s walker – not the kind you sit in, but the kind you push in front of you. So my grandmother immediately went and bought Carrie this Fisher Price walker, and Carrie has pretty much played with it non-stop since then. It’s only our sixth “battery toy” – that’s a whole ‘nother blog post – but at least it’s not obnoxiously noisy.
Yesterday Denis did a ton of yard work, weeding the front garden and everything. It now looks like actual people live in and care about the house. (Thankfully, all of our neighbors have been very understanding about the jungle. I suppose none of them are in the process of trying to sell their houses so it’s not that big a deal.)
And today… Today we went to a sprayground. What’s a sprayground, you ask? Why, a playground that has water! Carrie took a little while to warm up to it, but once she decided it was fun we could barely drag her away. She really enjoyed walking through the short jets they had, and stopping when one was spraying right up her swimsuit. I can definitely see going to this park many many times a summer when she gets older!