I Go Out Walking

The last few days were actually not hotter than the pits of hell here (sometimes the unholy heat does make me wonder if there is a correlation though), so I decided that it would be a great opportunity for Taylor and I to get out of the house and get some much needed exercise. I had Jody meet me at work with the Munkie and the stroller, and after much slathering of sunscreen over her little spud feet, we were off.

The first day she oohed and ahhed over the ducks, and pointed them out excitedly anytime one was within sighting distance. I on the other hand gripped the stroller tightly, and walked a little faster anytime we were in their areas, praying that the damn geese wouldn't attack me like some sick watered down children's version of "The Birds." Seriously, those bastards are mean, and I had one particularly large specimen waddle up to the sidewalk as we passed so that he could flap his wings and hiss at me.

Day two was a little different. For about five minutes Taylor was excited to point out the sights to me again, until we got about halfway around the park. I was paying more attention to the jerks that were about a hundred yards away with TWO pit bulls, that were not leashed, and how in the hell I was going to fight them off if they attacked, than to why my little one had suddenly gotten so quiet. After the threat of the dogs passed, I finally pulled my head out enough to check my kid and found her totally slumped down in the stroller, zonked out. Poor kid didn't even wake up when I took her out to put her in the carseat. But have no fear, she quickly perked right back up and began shrieking like a banshee once the AC kicked on and she realized we weren't outside anymore. So like any good mother I fished out a "toy" from my purse (see pic below), because I couldn't reach any of her actual toys that she had thrown in the floor.

Snoozin'

Poor thing was totally sacked out.

Yes, that's right, she has my TAMPON CASE in her hands (click the pic to see it bigger). I can't give her my wallet anymore, because last time I did I caught her trying to jam my Sam's card into our water cooler, plus she dumps all my change out. This is a slightly more benign version that's at least shaped the same so she really doesn't know the difference.