(never a) Wordless Wednesday: Friends and Books

(Sometimes- depending on the time of morning, depending on the temperature, and depending on my mood- when we get back from our morning walk, I'll open up the garage door for the kids and let them play for a little bit. When given the choice of what to play with, my oldest will walk right past the butterfly nets, completely ignore the sidewalk chalk and all of its brilliance, dig past the dirt covered action figures and matchbox cars- and head straight for the books.)



(Its rare that she sits alone though. She always has a friend with her.)

(Do you remember my on-occasion talk of who she likes to keep company with? I've mentioned a few times, of her two very best imaginary friends- Piglet, and Donkey.)

(I knew when I found a toy Donkey baby- because Donkey married the Dragon, ya know- at a garage sale, that she'd connect and bond with it instantly. But her and Charlie both, love that thing more than they love chocolate. And thats saying a lot.)



(So, my pictures are a little blurry. Sometimes my memories themselves, are a little bit blurry.)

(From what I can recall- while Miss Eleanore was having fairytale land story time, sitting pretty with an armful of toys, Mr Charlie was off running around with the baby doll stroller...)



(He tends to gravitate towards anything with wheels. And if you can push the thing with wheels- well hot dog!)

(Just recently, I decided that maybe its time we teach him how to be a "Little Daddy", since Bean will be here in just two short months. Instead of pushing around an empty stroller, ridiculous child, maybe its time we add a friend into the mix?)



(Ok, or not, tough guy. It was just a suggestion.)

(Ok well while you're busy pushing around your empty stroller there, big Papa, I have to literally sprint back into the garage, because- is your Sister doing what I think shes doing?)



(YES! Ladies and gentlemen- mostly ladies though, I'm sure- that right there, is a smile!!!)

(Catching a smile from Miss Attitude Eleanore, is very rare these days. If she is smiling, its because shes a) doing something very bad, or b) because I've bribed her to.)



(Stop it! The cute is too much! I don't think I can handle the happiness!)

(It almost broke my heart when the blackjacket came out of nowhere and caused me to run away screaming like a girl, popping the awww-look-at-my-little-princess peace bubble that had somehow formed around us.)



(And would you look at this guy? I can't believe how tall hes getting.)

(When I look down at him from this angle, he doesn't appear to be a baby anymore. Hes a handsome little boy.)

(A handsome little boy who pushes around an empty baby doll stroller.)



(Oh wait, I forgot something? Well thank you sir! I'd be absolutely lost without my lens ca- wait. Are you just giving me that because I dropped it into the stroller, and how dare something other than air be sitting in there?)

(...right. That makes sense. Of course.)

(So I put the lens cap back onto the camera, courtesy of the little one, and inside we all went for the day. Charlie, Eleanore, Mama, Bean... and Donkey.)

(The stroller had to stay outside.)