I like to have my Bompa build me towers so I can knock them down. Don't you love my face. I think I would get penalized in football for excessive celebration.
My Nana let me stand on this end of the train too. I wasn't so sure I liked it.
Then, as if that wasn't enough. A real live train went by right when we were standing there. It was pretty noisy but I didn't even cry! I got to hear it's whistle and now when my mom asks me what a train says I tell her, "too too".
Wyatt and I started Little Gym this week. I was a little bummed because at first glance it didn't really seem like there were any people that I would have much in common with. I am likely going to have to change days though since I was able to get Wyatt into "Mother's Day Out." For those of you who don't know, it must be a southern thing, but a fabulous invention. Basically it's pre-school/daycare for one or two days a week. It's super cheap so it doesn't seem like quite the extravagance. I was only able to get him in a two-day program (darn?). What will I do with all that time? We also joined a gym. It seems really nice and the childcare is great. Wyatt didn't want to leave today. Anything we can do to offset the effects of living in one of the fattest states in the country...right?
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