Says a friend after lunch together and an afternoon of errands with Belle.
Was she referring to our lunch at Macy's when every 5 minutes Belle would decide to sprint, seeing how far away she could get before I'd catch up to her? Or was it as I held Belle in one arm and balanced my stroller with the other down 5 stories of escalators? Maybe it was all the heavy wind pressured doors I had to force open and maneuver my stroller and toddler out of.
Whatever it was, she teaches Zumba and something called "Ab Attack" for a living, so obviously I'm going to interpret this to mean I can just go about my daily life without ever having to go for a "jog" or attend something as disturbing sounding as "Ab Attack".
Are you getting tired of hearing about how active Belle is?
Take it up with her. I wish we were a pair of happy chubsters. I miss those days.
Oh bus rides...Belle has never understood the concept of "sitting still."
Sometimes I can distract her by doing mini photo-shoots
If you have any experience with public transportation, you know this is incredibly unsafe.
Do you need more pictures of my face?
There you go
Planetarium
Belle can climb anything. Including this glass wall. After catching up to one of her sprinting escapades, I found her kneeling on this handrail. It's a stairwell. I had a heart attack.
Field. If I never go to a museum again for the rest of my life...I'd be okay with that.
When we don't have stairwells, we climb bookshelves.
Sometimes Danny takes her shopping at night when I really need a break.
Sometimes my friend Brittany drives me places when I really need a bus break.
Refuses clothing at home most days.
Sydney's 1st birthday party. Sweetest 1 year old. (She ate her birthday cake smiling with a fork.)
I just thought all the strollers parked in the hall was hilarious.
Zooing with Cora
Zooing with Dad
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