Tuesday was one of those days that felt really good to be alive. I took the kids for a walk, M needed to try out his new bicycle and H needed to ride her new scooter. The kids felt water bottles were necessary so H packed up two bottles and put them in her backpack...away we went. We had to take regular breaks and the sweatshirts had to come off and the water bottles came out of the backpack. Each time we came upon the pond's 4th footbridge, M had to stop and throw rocks in the pond. The ducks would think it was food and let their displeasure be known that we weren't feeding them. M's face took on a rosy glow and H had joy with every breath...
H began planning morning walks at the crack of dawn not realizing this little glimpse of heaven would end the following day with some really cold weather...now, you cannot blast them out of the house. It is chilly but Tuesday, the sun warmed your cheeks, the breeze lifted your hair and brushed it across your face like a kiss, our neighborhood pond glistened in the sun, the ducks were quacking and the leaves softly rustled the leaves. Perfection.
H began planning morning walks at the crack of dawn not realizing this little glimpse of heaven would end the following day with some really cold weather...now, you cannot blast them out of the house. It is chilly but Tuesday, the sun warmed your cheeks, the breeze lifted your hair and brushed it across your face like a kiss, our neighborhood pond glistened in the sun, the ducks were quacking and the leaves softly rustled the leaves. Perfection.
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