We take at least two walks a day. Whenever there is high stress, boredom, or too many people in the house, my dad rallies up the troops and takes the aggressors for a walk. The aggressors this vacation have been, of course, the two little ones who can't seem to control the urge to scream, yell, cry, and just be kids, so they need to run off their energy and stress (what could they possibly be stressed about? I don't remember the last time they had to pay rent). So their cute little bodies rush around the house collecting boots, sweaters, and usually a couple toys that they end up handing to an adult when they get too tired of carrying it along in their ever so small hands. Then Alta, who has every desire in the world to be best friends with German Shepard, grabs hold of the horse leash and chases the giant dog around the house until Bop (my patient dad) helps clip the big guy into his leash. Walks are our favorite time of the day. Here are some captured moments.
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| see what i mean? it's adorable |
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| my little superhero |
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| my little altoid |
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bop, grammy, and the little kitty
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I'm obsessed with these munchkins. Sorry I'm not sorry. Word to the wise: if you ever find that emotions are high - especially your own - it's never too late to get to know and love your neighborhood. Leave the phone at home, pick up your camera, and stretch those little leggies.
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