Ok. Tagged by Kim a while ago, love you girl, thanks for thinking for me. Sadly, I don't really get what I'm supposed to do. That being said, Kim posted the 4th picture in her 4th folder so I'm going to do that then tag someone. Sound good? Great. Here goes.
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Good old Riley! Maybe it's not the best photo, certainly on searching for my 4th picture in my 4th folder I had hoped that it would be earth shattering. Shoot, after finally seeing what the actual photo is I'd be happy if the pajamas (yes he's outside in his PJs ~ don't judge me) he'd slept in the night before matched.
My turn to tag... I challenge, LOL, as though my photography skill could be touched, my photography inclined girls, THE BRIT's, and my sister Kaley. Hit it ladies.
Riley is in Joy School with five little girls. Talk about fantastic odds.
They have "school" once a week and the moms take turns hosting at their house. We had our very first turn on the 6th of October. My job was to introduce the letter E and the color purple. We learned about elephants, eggs, elmo and envelopes. We made elephant ears, colored, found purple E's that I had hid around the house and mailed letters home in envelopes.
Truthfully, I don't think I taught them a single thing but I LOVED having the kids at my house and seeing Riley interact with his friends. Here is a picture of snack time with their ears on.
This is a little movie about a boy, Yankee Irving, who has to recover "Darlin' " Babe Ruth's baseball bat and return it to Babe. It's a cute movie that has a talking baseball and bat. Obviously there's no deep plot but little boys seem to enjoy it.
Anyone who know Riley knows that he takes his movies to heart and usually recreates them in our day to day life.
This morning we found "daddy's darlin' " as appropriately named by Riley. The only thing left for Riley to do was to put his talking ball, which we found at the 99 cent store yesterday and drew faces on, i.e. angry, sad, happy, and "daddy's darlin' " in his "pack pack" (backpack) and walk around outside travelling to Chicago to give "Darlin' " back to Babe Ruth. He cracks me up with the stories he comes up with and plays out. Here's my little, Yankee Irving.
I was lucky enough as I was growing up to know quite a few of my great grandparents. Sure, as a kid I didn't understand how important the relationships were that I had with them, nor did I realize how rare it was to have such close relationships. Obviously as an adult I look back and treasure all the time I spent with them and the fond memories I have.
