I had visions of going to the fair grounds (which is about 4 miles from the house), and had even contemplated packing a lunch. I thought of Piper sitting with me as the dogs got to play ball. I even thought we could see if she'd "throw" (with help, of course) for them. I thought we could play in the playground at the preschool up the street. Maybe she'd like the slide!
We left out the door, and about 5 blocks from the house, I look back, and this is what I see:
Completely asleep. Totally fast asleep. Not even stirring on the bumps. I was a little worried about her being able to breath, so I kept checking on her. She was completely and totally content.
She was obviously just as excited as I was...
We kept on our walk (we decided to take the shorter one just up to the open space and back). We got to a place where we usually let the dogs off-leash so that they can "go fast" (we say the phrase, and they go crazy. Seriously. I have full intentions of teaching this to Piper, too. I'm sure it'll come in handy then as well).
The dogs fully enjoyed themselves.
Maggie ate snow (a favorite winter past time of mine, which I hate to admit).
She also rediscovered her love of snow when it's warm outside. It makes a perfect way to cool off.
The baby? Oh yeah, she slept.
We finally made it home. I took the baby inside, and laid her in her crib. She's been asleep the whole time.
She's probably exhausted by her 5 am wake-up call. Oh, wait-- she's the one that did the waking...