Every time I hold still for a few minutes my girls think that it is time for a ride. They will straddle my leg and sit on my foot and squeal "Go. Mom Go." Then I walk like a robot across the floor barely inching one foot in front of the other one because they are too big for the game. It isn't much of a ride, but they love it.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
TAKIN' a RIDE
Every time I hold still for a few minutes my girls think that it is time for a ride. They will straddle my leg and sit on my foot and squeal "Go. Mom Go." Then I walk like a robot across the floor barely inching one foot in front of the other one because they are too big for the game. It isn't much of a ride, but they love it.
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