The other day we went for a walk because it was in the upper 60's!! Yes you read that right upper 60's in March, so we just HAD TO take advantage of it. Before we left I had Rachel put on her shoes, I didn't bother to tell her to put on socks because the plan was that she would ride in the stroller the entire time so there wouldn't be any need for them AND it didn't really matter that they were on the WRONG FEET either. Well we were almost done with our walk when we saw a friend and her two little girls and Rachel just HAD TO get down to play. We visited for about 20 minutes while the girls RAN around all over the place having a good old time. When we got home Rachel was bawling and having a fit because she "got hurted"!! Her poor little feet had been rubbed raw in 2 TINY spots but by the way that she was carrying on you would think it was this huge, gaping wound. And I haven't heard the end of it since...
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Rachel's battle wound
The other day we went for a walk because it was in the upper 60's!! Yes you read that right upper 60's in March, so we just HAD TO take advantage of it. Before we left I had Rachel put on her shoes, I didn't bother to tell her to put on socks because the plan was that she would ride in the stroller the entire time so there wouldn't be any need for them AND it didn't really matter that they were on the WRONG FEET either. Well we were almost done with our walk when we saw a friend and her two little girls and Rachel just HAD TO get down to play. We visited for about 20 minutes while the girls RAN around all over the place having a good old time. When we got home Rachel was bawling and having a fit because she "got hurted"!! Her poor little feet had been rubbed raw in 2 TINY spots but by the way that she was carrying on you would think it was this huge, gaping wound. And I haven't heard the end of it since...
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Everything gets pretty dramatic at that age. That is a cute little face though.
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