Today is a sunny cold day. The weather this winter has been so beautiful. Sunny, crisp, blue skies, beautiful. I really enjoy the cold, when the wind isn't blowing and the sun is shining.
After my kids survived yet another presidency meeting we all bundled up and went outside for a walk. Well, that is what I told the dog anyway. I leashed up Sofie and she got to come too.
Adelle was the cutest in her brown leggings, boots, big poofy butterfly coat and pink princess beanie. She got all the high school boys to wave to her by standing on the curb and shaking her hips while waving her arms. "These boys are all my friends," she says to me. I don't know where this girl learned those moves but she is an obvious flirt. On a couple of different occasions she politely says to me, "mom, please stop telling me what to do." Yeah right. She found the curb outside our door and decided that instead of walking, she wanted to balance on the curb.
Sister balancing on the curb led Emmett to discover the curb and insist on balancing the whole time as well, while holding onto my finger. I wish his hands were bigger because the finger he was holding was nice and warm while the rest of my hands were freezing. It was a day that I should have worn my gloves but didn't.
So this whole walk was a huge disappointment to the dog. We walked down the side walk in one direction, only to turn around and walk back because the kids were both on the curb the whole time and I wanted to be back in my warm house before dark. We were outside an hour and seriously walked about a block in a half. Emmett and Adelle loved every minute and it was nice to get some fresh air. I also got a chuckle out of the many heads driving by that turned to watch two little cuties balancing on the curb, buried in their coats and hats. I wish I would have had my camera. Adelle is so coordinated and Emmett is so determined to be big and follow her lead. He only fell on his hands and knees once, and it wasn't into the road, so we were good. Plus he is a tough one so falling down doesn't bother him.
The walk, not by intention, happened at the same time as the first recess at the school across the street. I can't believe I made it until January, never having spied on my kid at recess! That all ended today. We were "balancing" that way when Adelle heard the kids at recess. She asked if we could go play too and I explained to her that those were the kids at school having recess. Then she asked if we could go find Braxton. I didn't make any promises but I told her we could look. We stood on the edge of the sidewalk and looked out into the school field. I found him right off the bat. Red poofy coat. Hood on (way to go, brother for keeping those ears warm), running in the field. Five? No, six? Seven little girls chasing him through the field. Eventually he saw us, not until after we saw him. A dog, a tot, a cute little girl and a mom all stopped and staring at him must have drawn his attention. He was so excited. He started waving frantically. Pretty soon his whole parade of girlfriends were waving at us too. And here I thought he was playing football at school during recess?
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