And now she's going fishing with a little pink fishing pole my dad made just for her.
They didn't catch anything in the pool, but maybe next time.
Annabelle was at our house last weekend and we walked around the corner to the playground. It was then that I realized that helicopter parents might have a valid case, and also, I have no idea what the physical capabilities of an almost two year old are. Can she go down the side alone? Is the rope bridge too advanced? Will her tiny little self fly right off the swing if I give her an enthusiastic push and an UNDERDOGGG?
Let's just say I climbed on that jungle gym more than any kid at that park and as for my tunnel crawling and corkscrew ladder climbing skills?
Still got 'em.
Afterwards we came back and we went out back to play in the yard and visit the chickens.
The corn was knee high by the 4th of July.
Speaking of corn, if you're wondering what Matt and I will be eating for the rest of summer, it's corn and tomatoes.
July is shaping up to be a good month.