Most Friday's when Mommy feels like it or has taken a shower, we go to a music class with some of our friends. The Blankenship's, the Gianadda's, and the Schlageter's are usually in attendance which makes it pretty fun. Grandma Georgette came this time, which made it really special, and she only cried one time! Except for the minger Amherst over forty housewives who would rather me not look their prostitots in the eye for too long, music class can be a great time. Sometimes it is toddler anarchy, but Leni is excellent at following the rules so she tends to keep Clementine and I in check. The lady who runs the class can remember anyones name, even if she's never met you, and we get to sing and dance and eat other peoples snacks at the end. It takes place at a church on Main Street and we haven't burst into flames yet, which is a really good sign. I will keep dancing and marching until the weather gets nice, or the second coming of Christ- whichever comes first.
Grandpa Steve and Grandma Denise are always on the go, and one of their favorite places to go is... anywhere I'll be! After some serious cabin fever this winter, they took me for an awesome springtime cruise in the neighborhood. There's only so much riding in a wagon you can do, and I LOVE LOVE LOVE to walk around on my sweet feet. I try and be safe and always hold hands, I love to hold hands on both sides! Roughly 9 hours later, we made it back home on foot.
Most Friday's when Mommy feels like it or has taken a shower, we go to a music class with some of our friends. The Blankenship's, the Gianadda's, and the Schlageter's are usually in attendance which makes it pretty fun. Grandma Georgette came this time, which made it really special, and she only cried one time! Except for the minger Amherst over forty housewives who would rather me not look their prostitots in the eye for too long, music class can be a great time. Sometimes it is toddler anarchy, but Leni is excellent at following the rules so she tends to keep Clementine and I in check. The lady who runs the class can remember anyones name, even if she's never met you, and we get to sing and dance and eat other peoples snacks at the end. It takes place at a church on Main Street and we haven't burst into flames yet, which is a really good sign. I will keep dancing and marching until the weather gets nice, or the second coming of Christ- whichever comes first.
Poppa and Grandie sent us this kick ass bike trailer/double stroller/rocket ship for Christmas, and we just tested it out on humans. You can push it with one babe, two babes, one babe and a small dog, one babe and a small cake, or two babes and a REALLY small cake. It converts to a rocket ship that you can pull behind a bike, which requires a helmet and windscreen and a little bit of rope burn on your neck. We're still currently working out the kinks, but so far this thing rules.
