Our garage is magic...
The kids hit the door with a stick to open it and then clap their hands to close it. (and yes, you guessed it. . . Daniel taught them that) (and the obnoxious background noise is my neighbor's leaf blower)
I told the boys if they ate all of their dinner we'd take a walk afterwards (well, they'd ride their bikes and I'd walk). They didn't eat all of their dinner but they ate enough (even if it took about an hour to eat what they ate!) so away we went!
They love walking by this old train station near our house (its not open anymore but the trains still go by and thats what they like). Next to the train station is a field with bleachers.
Most people sit on bleachers but not my kids...they jump. And yes, they're wearing their bike helmets while playing on the bleachers. As Zach always tells me, Safety First!
1...2...3...JUMP!
THUMP!
He looks graceful...
I'm pretty sure he yelled "yabba dabba doooooo" as he jumped.
"I'm good, mom!"
Even better with vanilla frozen yogurt on top!
since it's fruit and yogurt...it's healthy, right?!?
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