Grandma brought a bubble blower shaped like a princess carriage that blew these petite little bubbles and the girls are truthfully still fighting over it, I may have to just send it back to her ha ha!
They spent some evenings walking down by the river in our nearby park that we lovingly have nicknamed "Homeless/Drug Dealer Park" but since my Dad is always "packing heat" they had a safe and fun time in the beautiful outdoors. They picked tons of blackberries and got their arms and legs all scraped up!
Grandma had to get pictures bythe giant trees
You gotta keep an eye on this girl. . here she is trying to escape . . .I hope she doesn't tumble over the side one day when I'm not looking, we do live on the second floor!
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