The dog, not pajamas. She (he?) wasn't very friendly, but her (his?) name was Puddle Jumper. And that's what we did this afternoon- Jump Puddles!
We tried to let Ty join in, but he didn't want to. At. All.We found some good ones right down the block!But the best one was a few blocks over, by the railroad tracks. Cate was yelling, "WHOA!" for the entire town to hear:Ty was happy to just chill in the stroller:And play with this manly toy: (ha.ha.)It was a really great afternoon after a really rainy morning!And it was even better because we saw these guys on the way home:"Kitty!!" :)
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I had no clue that PJ stood for puddle jumper. That's really funny.
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