UP TO OUR EARS IN GIRLS, ENGINES, & BACKACHES

Miss Lilly and I played outside.  Finally, some decent weather, but we still put on coats and gloves and hats.  She originally wanted to ride the firetruck in the family room but was frustrated that the steering wheel was stationary and didn't make the front wheels pivot.  So, she begged for the red tricycle to be brought in.  Nope.  Not happening.  But, we can go out.  

She kept riding her tricycle into some kitty litter the guys had put down to absorb oils from the trucks, and saying, "GwammyPam....I'm 'tuck!"  I asked, "In the sand, Lilly?  Really?"  She said, "No, in the mud."  Chuckle, she does playact.  

Well, she wasn't 'tuck but, we pretended and my foot gave her a push out, several times.  Then she complained to the menfolk who had arrived back home by this time, that she needed a new engine.  Wonder where she got that idea?

She got that idea from her daddy Clint who put a brand new big block in his old blue pick-up truck.  And it doesn't help that she loves tools and is a daddy's girl and is in his garage quite frequently.

So, John, aka grandpa, being a softy at heart, went to his tool box, got a drill, drilled the underside of her little red tricycle seat, and pretended to give her a new engine.  Well, that was just the thing!  

But.  He got called back.  She got un-stuck, took the trike up to the shed stoop, and cried, "My engine's broke, grandpa."  Before afternoon's play was over, that trike and she got 3 new engines!  ROFL.

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Little Lane, the 2 y.o. toddler, had gotten away from her mother a couple of times while mom was distracted by her infant during morning church services.  Being distracted by the infant didn't set well with Little Lane.  She runs away, playing the "chase me game" and giggles and squints her eyes in a broad toothy grin, like, "Aren't I so cute?"  The final time she got away, she leaned against the wall, fake wailing, "Mommy, mommy!  Hold me!  Hold me!  I'm falling..."  and she lets her little backside slide down the wall until her bum contacts the floor then she says, "My back hurts."

I cracked up laughing.  Had to hold my hand over my mouth and turn my own backside to her.  What a minx!  She's going to lead her parents on a merry chase for many years to come!  And I do mean....CHASE!