The nice weather had us outside again, this time for a walk around the block.
Kellan jumped into the wagon, and I clipped his seat belt to hold him captive. I held Bowen on my hip in a sling. We strolled slowly, with no place to be and no time constraints. "Am I wearing undies?" Kellan interrupted the peace. "Yes..." "Did you have an accident?" "Do you need to go potty?" "No, I don't." he responded. My husband and I looked at each other and shrugged it off, figuring it would just be a fun surprise when we eventually got home. I'm happy to report, though, that he was in fact dry.
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Melanie Meehan
3/25/2020 07:48:25 pm
And I'm happy to read that he was dry! This must be SO hard with young children. When my kids were little, I remember craving interaction and outings. It didn't matter where...I love this piece and the way you set up the scene/setting and then broke the mood right up with the dialogue.
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Susan Dillon
3/25/2020 09:00:16 pm
How nice to be able to take a leisurely walk and not worry about the time! That's a luxury we don't get very often,
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