Mark built Esme a swing out in our front yard. It is attached to an oak tree limb. She was SO excited about it she had to fetch Grandma from her house (we were going there already when Daddy unveiled it) and bring her down for 'Grandma go WHEE!'. Esme had it all planned out... and luckily Grandma agreed even when she didn't know what she was agreeing to yet.
They had quite a bit of fun out there.
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I gave her a bath and she played inside for a bit - and then she convinced Daddy to let her back outside to play with the whee swing and her shovel and pail. And wow did the dirt fly! She was covered, and would not come in. Daddy and the dogs watched for a little bit as I finished the two pairs of shorts I had intended to do. Then I took drink cups out to the porch and played with her a little bit more. She told me there were trees and a pink sky and dirt and shovel and dogs and trees have WHEES please? One track mind! Then we all had to take a walk to watch the 'blink blinks' (fireflies). And she played once again on the swing - and then inside to be hosed down, changed and talked into her room with a small bit of ice cream and another drink cup.
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She looks so BIG in the swing pic! Do you agree? Her legs look really long to me.
Great post.
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