I haven't been using our back yard very much. We have a "ghetto" fence. It's falling apart, being held up by sheer will, and has a huge gaping gap for cars to drive in. Not very safe for little ones. But it's where the sun shines in the morning.
So I improvised:
We believe this was once the gate
Izzie and I played to our hearts content. Chalk drawing, dirt exploring, and some leaf cleaning. Izzie is a master sorter of leaves. Soon we'll be able to afford to have a new fence put in. Hopefully sooner rather than later.
F.Y.I. She didn't last till her nap time, but that's okay. I just ask that she remembers how tired she felt when I put her down...because that's how I freaking feel at 6 am!!!
F.Y.I. She didn't last till her nap time, but that's okay. I just ask that she remembers how tired she felt when I put her down...because that's how I freaking feel at 6 am!!!
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