i found this set kicking around the bottom of my photo library and had somehow never gotten around to posting it. i think it's one of the first times that we took the train downtown. it started off as an innocent trip to the big playground...
"whup, never mind. just some gas."
don't worry, beebs. you're not the first person to mistake a little flatulence for intelligent conversation.
don't worry, beebs. you're not the first person to mistake a little flatulence for intelligent conversation.
"let's get on with it then. big push, daddy."
a real yardstick measurement of any playground we go to involves going down the big twisty slide. they're high and intimidating, often reserved for big kids, sometimes only accessible via tall ladders or climbing net- the big twisty is a real accomplishment for the little ones.
a real yardstick measurement of any playground we go to involves going down the big twisty slide. they're high and intimidating, often reserved for big kids, sometimes only accessible via tall ladders or climbing net- the big twisty is a real accomplishment for the little ones.
such a big kid!
once the play ground started to fill up, bebe thought we should get in the orange train. the station is right next door, so we pushed our way over:
once the play ground started to fill up, bebe thought we should get in the orange train. the station is right next door, so we pushed our way over:
we decided we'd go to the duck pond, but first we said good bye to the train that dropped us off:
i think this was her first swan boat sighting. funny how something she doesn't even look at twice, or barely at all, once started out as such a curiosity. she's more jaded than a hipster kickball game.
we found this cool statue right before we turned around to head for home. it cracked her up to touch his feet. what a simpleton.
while we wait for our train, we watch the trains on the other side come and go, and practice our "din! ding!" noises to let the people on and off.
while we wait for our train, we watch the trains on the other side come and go, and practice our "din! ding!" noises to let the people on and off.
and beebs gets a cool straw. wait till she's old enough for iced coffee. she'll really like the straws then!
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