it all started when hubby bought me new shoes for our post Christmas gift exchange. my feet grew half a size with this pregnancy so my previous shoes hurt like crazy. such a sweet hubby, in all reality he wants a skinny wife back so i see right through him. but it’s okay. i want to be a skinny wifey too.
the shoes are super comfy so i load the kiddos up and we embark on our 3.4 mile walk to starbucks. this happens once or twice a week.
pay gets her usual mini “dough-no” and chocolate milk. they were out of pink today so she happily settled for the fudge variety despite the missing “canies” (sprinkles). brayden looks on perplexed as to why he is stuck with formula. in time sweet boy.
she makes sure not to miss a crumb of chocolaty goodness, thank god, otherwise i might have bit her fingers off.
afterwards the mini-me insists on walking home. stopping to pick-up leaves, push crosswalk buttons and countdown as we race across the street. mommy needs to work on her not showing her underoo’s.
and she has to stop and tell mommy, “woah! big truck mama, LOUD!”
we make it home safe and sound and eat our reward of a subway salad. fun, huh? aren’t you glad you stayed to read that?!?
Yes! I am glad to read that!! One step at a time, woman 🙂
Love the pictures too. Payton is sooo her mommy’s mini me!
I like everyday stories like this 🙂 Besides, anything with cute little kids in it is a winner in my book. I’ve had kind of a baby ache lately … I look at pictures of babies eating doughnuts in double strollers and imagine they’re mine … 😛
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