Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Prairie Village

In an effort to prepare for the arrival of my sister, Mom & Dad ditched me at every opportunity during the weeks before Mae arrived. Maybe (and no, I won't be doing hackey Mae-be v maybe jokes - I respect my readers too much for that) that's why they didn't start working on this stuff in February - they'd miss me too much...?
On Aug 18th M&D had an appt at the hospital (allegedly) so they called upon their "Village" and after breakfast, I hung out with Grandma & Grandpa Davenport.
After dance class our first order of business was to get me a big girl bike. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! MERRY CHRISTMAS? HAPPY EASTER? HAPPY LABOR DAY? Merry... Saturday? Sure, why not.
After a few dozen laps around G&G D's neighborhood we chilled on the deck waiting for M&D to call for dinner.
HELLO JACK STACK! Though when we're this close to Red Robin, it's hard for me to think about anything but delicious delicious steak fries.
I clearly earned this...?

Remember, you can't take it with you, but you can lick it so no one else can take it when you're gone.

Until Later,

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