And then we have the little Ella who has decided that popcycles are the food product of choice for all meals and snacks. First thing in the morning I hear "You give me a popcycle?". Of course I say no and she proceeds to ask about every 10 minutes just in case I changed my mind. And if I won't give in, she will sneak out the door and head over to "Grandma B's" house next door to beg one from her. She loves to trot back over, popcycle in hand, to inform me that she accomplished her task. My favorite is when I say no and she says, in her most persuasive voice, "Come on...come on". You just have to hear it to believe it. I think the kid is really 12 sometimes.
Here is our day in pictures:
A little sling shot
And some pizza to finish it off...what a perfect day!!