memorial days in the past have usually been enjoyed rolling down hw49s. the blue suburban would glide through yellow hills and we would be stuck in the angel's camp traffic as the school band played. we'd arrive in yosemite in the late afternoon and set up our tents, throw in the foil packs. it was like coming home, a summer cabin of granite. well, that tradition is down the crapper and teddy and i found new ways to celebrate the everyday.first he took a soak in the jacuzzi.
then we went to go honk at uncle jon hicks as he worked diligently as a "adverstisement specialist." sweet moves, jon. welcome back to p-ville for a hot summer from humboldt.
then we fed the wild/tame/beggar deer at the folsom santuary. this one enjoyed a taste of nature's candy: the grape.
followed by a game of peekaboo.
and lastly an empty bribe of more chocolate so he could be enticed for a final photo.
i am going to try to put on a movie clip of me, teddy, and good pal grandpa tom on the choo choo. another one of teddy's loves....wish me luck.
oh wow, teddy's hair is getting curly? so so so adorable. i'm glad you are making new traditions and i love that you said the old one is "down the crapper." hilarious. you're a good lil mama.
ReplyDeletedolly, we got your letter yesterday! looks like you and teddy had a nice holiday. I have always liked teddys uncle, he is so cute.
ReplyDeleteHey Dolly I didn't know you had a blog. Teddy is getting so big. They grow way to fast! How are you doing? Carrie*
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