Sometimes, their ideas are not my own.
It started out innocent enough- I needed to get some weeding done in the garden, and while it was warm outside, it was bearable. So I took the girls out for some good ol’ vitamin D.
Next thing I knew, Piper decided that her tiny baby (or “Addy,” as Piper calls her) needed to swim in the pool. And while I don’t condone playing with inside toys outside (particularly when water is involved), the damage had already been done and I figured that it’d buy me another 5 minutes to get what I could done.
So I kind of pretended that I didn’t see Piper doing what she knew she shouldn’t; she was having a blast teaching her baby to swim. And then she had a blast blasting the baby down the slide and into the water. I could hear her mutter “One step, two step, three step” as the baby made her way to the top. Talk about cute, right?
I turned around thinking to myself that I have to have the cutest three-year-old on the face of the planet when I heard a funny sound. A funny splashing sound.
Piper and Addy (the doll) danced around in the sun and on the slip-n-slide. I think that Piper was afraid she was going to get into trouble for being wet; she kept flashing me these coy little glances that just make my heart melt. Love this girl.