Because there was a good bit of rain (thank you, Lord!) we were sort of confined to the house -- until I remembered that playing in the rain is very, very, very good for wee bairns.
|Getting her bearings.|
|Wet sand on belly - fascinated, she was.|
|It doesn't taste all that great, though.|
|This look is what we call "grinnin' like a mule eatin' thorns."|
|What good is a little sand if you can't exfoliate?|
|Although it's true ladies oughtn't spit in public, some rules|
are made to be broken.
C'est la vie!
There was so much wet sand in her hair it seemed like a good idea to do a little pre-bath bathing....
As you can see, of this she was not much of a fan.
I was waiting with a towel to take her in. She seemed to have had quite enough of this foolishness, but after we pulled her now-soaked diaper off she absolutely REFUSED to come inside with me. She went back to her Pop, stood in the puddle just off that step, and would not budge.Her Pop thought maybe if he turned that hose on again -- since she clearly hated it -- that she would give in and run to her Grandmama.
After a time she chose to relent and I got her all clean and dry and dressed and we decided to have a very early supper at Zoe's Kitchen . Oopsy Doodle had the cheese quesadilla with SunChips and ice water.
She was not impressed with the ice water.
|There was a little girl|
Who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead.....
But she was diggin' on that quesadilla.
One of my most favorite things in the world to do is to simply just watch her. I love knowing that so many things we fail to notice are utterly new to her. I love knowing she is too young to be jaded.
After our early supper we went for our customary frozen yogurt, then decided to stroll around the shopping center a bit before loading back up to come home. The rain had stopped, and there were plenty of little puddles just perfect for splashing in, and even a couple of fountains that held her fascination. Because it was a Sunday and there were few businesses open she had nearly free rein to run and check out her reflection in all the shop windows. She was having a ball. Even in this setting her Pop found something of nature to help her discover.
One of my other favorite things in the world to do is just to simply watch the two of them together.
"There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child.
There are seven million." ~Walt Streightiff