We are currently looking for outdoor activities to entertain a rambunctious toddler in the evenings.
In particular, when said toddler is attached to his mothers leg whilst she's cooking dinner.
Daddy thought a bonfire would be the best idea.
Fire. In the fire pit. On our wood deck. Brilliant.
It really was fine though...it was an attended fire.
And, when all the fun was over, a big bucket of water put out the flames.
Easton liked it for a little bit, then he'd come back inside to reattach.
I'm beginnig to think I have some sort of 'charge' in my legs...
he comes in, gets charged up, then heads back out.
Whining sometimes help the charge...
so, he'd get recharged then he was ready to go back owwww-schiii-de.
I managed to capture the 2 syllable word turning into 3 syllable's.
But after enough fun, fire and cold, he'd come back in to 'huuuuulp' me.
What can I say- I've got the touch....er...the charge.



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