"Sometimes when I giggle really hard my cheeks get so big that I can't keep my eyes open!"
Who really needs socks in March?
We took Kezzie out on a rollerblading adventure by the river downtown. We learned a few things: 1. This stroller is not meant for rollerblading, 2. Kezzie was much colder than we were as she was not exerting any energy, 3. She would rather look at the cars driving by than the beautiful river and aquatic life, and 4. Not everyone likes babies.
Bud and I saw a guy with a horse on the trail and we suddenly had great plans. I was thinking "Great! Kezzie will get to sit on this horse and I'll capture this all on camera. What a wonderful mother I will be." Bud vocalized "Maybe she will get to pet the horse." We picked up our pace and headed toward the horse. Eagerly we pointed out the creature to Kez (as we had to manually twist her head away from the way-more-interesting cars). We explained how the horse had a mane and a big tail and eyes and blah blah blah. The man was in a conversation so we kept our comfortable and polite distance.
"Looks like you have a fan," noticed the man-without-a-horse.
Brief glance from the man-with-a-horse.
Bud and Al continue balancing on rollerblades while pointing out the fine features of this horse.
Conversation between the men stops.
Man with horse looks at Bud.
"How you doin'?"
"Very well. And you?" Asks my polite husband.
"Good," man with horse replies and turns and walks away.
I was flabbergasted. I felt like shouting "Don't you see the cute baby?" "Didn't you hear me tell her this is the first time she has seen a horse?" "What is wrong with you?" "Can she touch the horse?" "Can't we even get a picture?"
I turned to Bud with that 'I've-just-been-slapped-across-the-face' look and said, "I guess Kezzie's not getting a picture with the horse."
I was so stunned/mad/hurt/frustrated that I didn't even know what to do. I sulked away (this is hard for the untrained eye to notice when someone is on rollerblades, but have no doubt, it was sulking).
But I'm not mad.
His horse wasn't cool anyway.
And my kid likes cars better.
"What's that you ask? Do I like my new Sunday outfit from Uncle Jim and Aunt Betty?"
"HA HA Snort Snort...Of course I do!!!"
She can't quite figure out why she needs to wear this on her head in the house:) Thanks Auntie Carol!
Kez catching up on her Spanish. PJs courtesy of Aunt Jess and Uncle Nate.
"Sometimes when I giggle really hard my cheeks get so big that I can't keep my eyes open!"
Who really needs socks in March?
We took Kezzie out on a rollerblading adventure by the river downtown. We learned a few things: 1. This stroller is not meant for rollerblading, 2. Kezzie was much colder than we were as she was not exerting any energy, 3. She would rather look at the cars driving by than the beautiful river and aquatic life, and 4. Not everyone likes babies. 
