So, we've had some lovely days lately. Mommy and Daddy decided that maybe I should get out in the spring air and enjoy the great outdoors.
Unfortunately for them, they decided that a good place to go would be taking a short walk as a family to a restaurant about a block and a half from our house.
Big mistake, but you probably are smart enough to realize that.
We went the Friday before Mother's Day right after Daddy got home from work. They got me all dressed up in my cool hoodie jacket, and got that monkey on my back. Then we set out for what turned out to be the second longest block they ever walked.
(The longest one was the walk back from the restaurant, in case you were wondering....had to make up for my calm behavior while they were eating, you know.)
Ok, they did carry me across the street without a problem. But I had my own ideas of how to get to wherever it was I wanted to go. I can't remember where it was that I wanted, no, needed to go, but I know one thing.....
it sure wasn't that restaurant. And I let them know in no uncertain terms, too.
I stomped my feet, I howled, I tried to run into traffic, I sat down and refused to move, and finally tried flopping to the ground. I would have tried banging my head against the sidewalk, but Mommy decided to pick me up and carry me before I could do that.
(Note to Mommy and Daddy: when I stomp my tiny little feet, stop telling each other how cute I look when I do that. It may be true, but I don't wanna hear it!)
I think I might have pushed too far, though, since Mommy and Daddy went and got me ready for bed almost as soon as we got home. Oops.
Come to think of it, that might be why Mommy strapped me in tight in my stroller when we went with Miss Rachel, Elijah and Eleanor to
Beaver Kreek Park. It's about a block from my house. There's a play structure, swings and a rocking ducky that I'm almost big enough to ride. Naturally, I didn't care about any of that. Oh, no.
I decided to run towards Beaver Kreek in the middle of the park and look for....something. Not sure what. But I know it had to be good if it inspired Mommy to sprint after me and drag me back to where everyone else was playing. I think she did that about ten times before she finally just plopped me into a swing for five minutes. Heh!
I'm just glad Mommy and Daddy are patient with me. They took me out today to the
farmer's market by the North Liberty recreation center. It was the first time this season that the market was open, and Mommy spent a lot of money there. I think it was eight dollars.
Anyway, we got some spices for Daddy to put on steaks he's planning to grill up on Memorial Day, some kettle corn and a little cherry pie.
Hey, wait a minute.....I didn't get any pie!
Oooh....someone is gonna pay for that.....