On Monday, Auntie Sue Sue picked up one of our old sleds from Nana and Grampy's house (wedged between the Barry Manilow records and Nana's old Smith-Corona typewriter). Auntie and I took turns pulling around Queen Emmilene as she sat with her ankles crossed, lounging in the sled. Then E thought it would be fun to ride with Mama, so poor Auntie had to drag around the two of us (no small feat).
|"Is this thing an antique? Did Nana really save it for me for|
|"Hey Mama! Jump in! Auntie can drag around the two of us.|
Don't worry...she'll do anything I ask her to do!"
Just a couple of days later, we were treated with gorgeous weather in the high 60s! E literally spent hours outside running around and blowing bubbles. The bubble season is just starting, and we are clearly going to have to buy stock in the bubble company.