Yesterday we went to floor hockey again. I managed to get Elijah to play for most of the session this time. I bribed him. Yes, I will admit to using that tactic when necessary. It was a cheap bribe; chocolate milk for floor hockey. Whatever works, right? He had a good time, so it was worth while.
After the session we were on the bleachers having a snack. I was holding Charlotte on my lap and opening a granola bar. She was grabbing for it and I joked to Yvette that she was looking hungry. Yvette offered me a baby MumMum for her since Avery was eating them. I thought I'd try it out, thinking Charlotte would just play with it or gag on it or something. Nope. She ate it so fast I couldn't believe it! Then she ate a second bar, holding it herself!! Crazy child. Guess I have to start buying some of those for her now.
The sun was out yesterday morning too, so when Elijah and Charlotte were finished their snacks we went outside. One of Elijah's favorite things to do is run. So, he ran for a while. We have a game in the dirt field outside of the community center. He picks a post to run to and I follow him with Charlotte in the stroller. He loves it. We ended up at the playground, which I thought would be wet. It wasn't so he played there for a bit on the slides.
After all that, we went home. In the car on the way home we passed someone walking. That led to a discussion about relative speeds of things. Cars are faster than people walking and riding bikes, but sometimes motorcycles are faster than cars. So, he says to me, "I'm going to get big and Papa's going to get small. Then I'm going to ride on the front of the motorcycle and he's going to ride on the back. Then we can go vrooooom aaaaall around the roads. Wouldn't that be cool, Mama?" Yup, that's his father's son.
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