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A Long Walk Away From Home

While Cheryl was overseeing junior derby, Zoe and I were at home plotting what to do with the beautiful weather. My intention was to go for a bike ride. Zoe seemed all for this, even asking for her helmet; however, as soon as the seat was attached to the bike, she didn't want to go. So, what was supposed to be a bike ride turned in to a walk.

Now I had asked her if she wanted to go to the bookstore to get some new books. By that I mean the Penn bookstore, which is located on the corner of 36th and Walnut. From our house, according to Google maps, this is 1.7 miles. I loaded up the stroller with some snacks and a few diapers and we headed out. Along the way Zoe posed in front of her mural and wearing my hat.



Now I know getting Zoe to stand still for a picture, while also looking at the camera, is an impressive feat, what was more impressive is that she walked and/or ran over half of the distance to the store. Not only that, but around 42nd Street she asked for wubby. Not finding him in the stroller, we doubled back, and had to go just past 46th Street until we found him lounging on the sidewalk. That probably added almost another mile to the trip, most of which she spent in the stroller. Just so you have some concept, here's a short video of how our "walk" went.



We finally did get to the bookstore and picked out some new books, but not before she requested to ride on my shoulder and drum out the alphabet song several times on my head. Thankfully Cheryl was back home and came by to pick us up on the way home.

The weather was so nice that we busted out Zoe's water table. We also invited over a few friends. Even though the water table is only meant for splashing, that didn't stop Zoe and June from climbing in it like it was a pool.



Everyone had a great time. I am really looking forward to the warmer weather.

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