But boy did we make up for lost time. A visit to Aunt Leta's. Where the little guy found that pink hat...and a few cookies.
We then headed to Aunt Margie and Uncle Dale. They weren't home, but we left them with a surprise to let them know we were there
Our mischief wasn't finished with a visit to the park. Someone (daddy) made nice work of the tyke size teater-toters. Grandma, on the other hand, got her swing on the pint size swings. The little guy galloped away on a swing that mommy played with.
After all that work, we headed to the local pizza joint. And yes, daddy even partook Sorry folks, we were like hawks when the cheese pizza came out.
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