It starts out with a long walk, like the one we took this morning...
Up the hill on the big street, and cross at the light:
|"Let's go, let's go, let's go, everybody!""|
Hurry, Mom, the light's changing!"
Not only is there no time to dilly-dally when crossing that street, there isn't time to grab your sister by the neck and do the "shake-y-shake-shake". You know ... in case you were wondering about that. Ahem.
After we hustled Mom across the street, we struck a pose for her at the Grand Mère Village sign:
|"Hey, Mom. Too bad you didn't bring our Santa hats, huh?"|
"You ... don't have those things tucked in a pocket or anything, do you?"
"We can always come back later with the hats..."
We decided we should hurry along.
We looped behind Fire House 5:
Through the woods:
Past the Great Wall of Kansas:
Then enjoyed the sights, sounds, and smells at the Kansas Ocean:
|"Check out that wake!"|
"It's those two Redhead Ducks we saw yesterday!"
"Why didn't I bring the camera?!?"
Mom's comment was one of those "rhetorical questions". She knows full well if she had lugged her 87-million pound camera with us, the ducks wouldn't have been there. Moving right along ...
It was a nice, long walk, with plenty of excitement, so that, like all the other baking days, by the time Mom gets around to doing things like this:
|Mom's cut-out cookies!|
All we are interested in doing is this:
|"Mom? Can you handle this without me?"|
"Just lay your head down, Little One. Mom'll be fine."
Honestly. It's ... it's almost like Mom plans it this way!
I'm not sure what's on tap for today, but I hope Mom doesn't need to much help. I feel a nap coming on!