Last night was a big date in Sampa-land. It started with La Fonda Mexican food (for mommy), had a stop-over at Target (for Grammy) and landed at Cold Stone Creamery (for Chickie, Zoodle and Sampa -- well, mommy, too; Grammy was being good).
Then the real fun began. Zoodle wanted to run so we headed out the door onto the large, outdoor mall. Zoodle discovered lights -- the spotlights shining up on the palm trees. Then he discovered more lights. He ran from one to another, pointing and saying, "Light! Light!" Then he ran to a bench, climbed up, then down and kept going.
At one place, he stopped just under some misters. You who don't live in the dry heat may have never discovered these wonders that cool the outside air with evaporation. Realizing that he was being misted, Zoodle just stopped and squealed with delight.
Chickie stopped and said, "I'm taking a shower!"
Run, giggle, "Light!" Climb, crawl, run, giggle.
We arrived home a little before 8 p.m. Zoodle was in bed and asleep within 15 minutes. Chickie was just behind him.
On Friday, we picked up our daughter Beth from the airport. Actually, we picked up Chickie and Zoodle -- Beth had to come along for the ride!
Chickie is three-and-a-half and my brain is being stretched by her imagination. For instance, yesterday morning I was enlisted to help build a tower with some connecting blocks. As we added the last pieces, Chickie noticed some "eyes" on the floor that weren't related to the tower pieces. No problem. Chickie: "It's a giant tower robot!"