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Thursday, January 21, 2010

Papa's home?!

How strange...
Yesterday he even dropped me off at school. By! Himself!

The day before yesterday he went with us to gym class. So we played basketball hang out on those rings (like Diego!) and I jumped off a huge box. Mama took pictures. Surprise. And because it was some kid's birthday, I even got Smarties.

In the afternoon, Papa stayed home and we went to visit Oma Ka. Because I love going for a walk with Bob! Most of the time, I didn't even have to sit in a buggy. Only when we crossed a road...
I got to hold his leash... ...and push this buggy home.

And, of course pictures from ou ice-skating adventure!
Uncle Robert helped me stay on my feet. Papa had to pull me over the ice on my sleigh. Robert and Papa threw snow at each other: and I asked myself why we don't always have snow.

First, I wouldn't have anybody help me pulling my sleigh home but then it was much more fun when Carts pulled, and I could sit. ;)