Today after school we got to hang out with the Melanie. We went to chic fil a and the girls ran her RAGGED. She is such a great trooper and so good with the girls, they just love her to death. They spent almost FORTY minutes playing in the play place there. Good times had by all.
Then we went to tumbling.
And THEN we went on a play date with the kids Erin nanny's and her cousins kids (they are like what owen is to me) considering they live right next door to where Erin Nannys. In the picture above it's Carmel, Ryker, Mia, and then Claire, of course, which you hopefully already know. Erin babysits Ryker who is 4 and McKray who is 2, Mia belongs to Erins cousin Katie and has a younger sister Andie (2) and an older brother Bennett (6? would be my guess....) The girls were slightly hesitant at first because the only person they knew was me, but warmed up quick and fun was had by all. It's nice because the neighborhood has 3 houses on the street all in a row, and then you cross the road to the park! And, since it's a newer neighborhood, you basically have the park all to yourselves. I think this Monday playdate might become a regular, especially since Mia and the girls hit it off very well. Mia is the sweetest thing that ever walked the face of the earth. She will share ANYTHING with you. From scooters, to something at the park, to her smarties. Ryker was thrilled to have friends over, but was slightly offended that they didn't want to play baseball.... consdering, carmel and claire probably don't even know what baseball is.
After the playdate I put the girls to work LOL. I had them run flyers all around the neighborhoods for my Caper Bags I have to sell to go on my "field trip" to Las Vegas. They did great, and I loved every second of it because I just had to drive the car slowly and hand fliers out the windows. Don't worry though, we all got a curtesy artic circle cone afterwards :) My favorite thing is when they say "Your total at the first window will be.... zero dollars... please pull forward!
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