We just got back from Lexington, where we spent a few days babysitting Abby while Mom and Dad got a long weekend getaway. Remember how I complained because she refused to say Grammie? Oh, what a difference just a month makes, now it’s “Grammie?” “Grammie?” “Grammie?” constantly. But oh, so cute, music to my ears.
John and Deanna came for the weekend, and we went out for the day on Saturday. Deanna dressed Abby in a cute little outfit, we put on her little coat, Uncle John transferred her car seat to his car, he and Larry strapped Abby in, we all got in the car and started to take off, and I said, “Did anybody get her diaper bag?” “No” was the response. “Did anybody fill her sippee cup with juice?” “No.” So we trudged back into the house, got the necessary equipment and we were off.
We left the subdivision headed for town, and I said, “Did anybody get her stroller?” “Noooooooooo.” So back to the house we went.
We were all laughing so hard, looks like we have a few kinks to work out with travelling with a toddler…
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