Hello friends! I have, just this moment, completed blog hopping the second reveal of the Bead Soup Blog Party. What an amazing race of jewelry loving. I’m sorry it meant I didn’t make it around to see all the aged beauty of last week, and I missed it. I love seeing all the beautiful photos and reading the stories behind them.
So this week, we are all off on a walk as per Sally Russick’s weekly instruction. Well folks, I’m a wimp. If it’s snowy and cold (as it was when her prompt arrived) I don’t go for a walk for kicks. But by Friday between showers I convinced little one to join me outside (she takes after me in the “I’m freezin” department).
She wasn’t keen to walk, but ride her tricycle – sure. It’s sweet that her legs aren’t long enough yet to keep her feet on the pedals the whole swing around, but she keeps them there rather than on the bar underneath – where they were in the fall.
- side note I may be suffering from “oh my goodness, when did my baby become a kid” as my parents (who can plan ahead) brought me preschool registration forms for her for the fall. It didn’t really register in my head that was something to be doing now in April. She’s still so young…um turns out not so much.
Back to our walk! We have a newly made rec path that goes right behind out house through an easement for power lines. Our kitchen looks out onto the path so we know every dog in the neighbourhood and their walking schedule as Averleigh loves to watch them. We were on the path for about two seconds before there were dogs to snuggle – Snuggles and Axel. Back on track, we got oh ten more steps before I spotted a pair of ducks on the ponds that appear as the snow and ice melt. This prompted getting off the tricycle to go chase the ducks.
Yeah, If you were going duck hunting this kind of outfit and giggle-run would be just the perfect strategy for them to stay put right?
So we chased ducks all over, either side of the path. Can you find the pair of Mallards in the photo above? When she was frustrated at not getting to pet them or know their names she discovered the puddles.
I caught charming (to me, I’ll spare you) video of her narrating her jumping in the puddles, complete with mimicking the sounds. I took this picture and then put my phone away knowing it was about to get real dirty.
I have to find her some splash pants is one clear lesson. Eager to see where everyone’s feet took them. I’ll wager you weren’t wearing stripped rain boots with pink tulip handles. Head on over to the Studio Sublime to see it all!