Trips to the park are becoming genuinely interesting, and fun. Thank gawd…they friggin take long enough! Half an attempt to tire her out, half an attempt to keep her from sitting on her ass watching TV, its almost a given on the days i pick her up.

Monday: Pink Park -> Tues: Green Park ->   Wed: it was time for Kila’s Park, and the first time ever she spotted this:

She saw Kila, she saw Daddy, she said “where’s Genevieve?”

The next night, scissors in hand,   i told her i had a surprise, and back we went to remedy the situation.

The infield became ice skating. This video sucks, i beat on it for almost an hour trying to make it look better…if you follow the narrative and the blinky blink shoes, its kinda funny.

She needed pom poms, so i broke off some branches for her. She used them to skate on. I think we do not see eye-to-eye on what a pompom is. Then she got trapped in the Net House (soccer goals) and crawled through a hole in the net for a secret passage. She likes to dig for treasure in the sand, flailing her hands doglike as she digs and imitates Dora. She wants to swing from a vine, and suddenly i am Daddy Monkey, and then after explicitly requesting to be hung from a mesquite limb, whines about how it chafes her tinyPalms. *sigh* – i tried to warn her.

Really, it just a good as cable.