It's finally a pretty day here, and so I decided to take Ruthie to the park, set her down and see what happens.
She loved it.
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| I don't know about this, mom. |
And then she discovered the MAGIC of wood chips.
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| This is VERY important. I MUST find the perfect place for it. |
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| Over this way! |
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| Is THIS the perfect place? No |
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| Let's put it here. No, a little to the left. |
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| How does it look there? |
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| It'll do |
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| Whew, this is a tough job |








ummmm is that seattle's version of a pony ride (that black saddle thing?) this sweet girl needs to come back to the midwest for a visit so her frauntie can show her the ropes on a pony!
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