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April 08, 2005

  • Planned: weights
  • Actual: 1 hr yard work

My ankle is so-so.

I set out Julia's wading pool with some cups and things in it, dressed her in swim attire and let her have at it while I did some raking. I got about 3/4 bag full before my ankle started to complain about my standing on it so long.

Then I broke out the gloves and stool and sat down to weed the flower beds. Julia came along to watch and started "helping" by grabbing whatever off the ground -- leaves, twigs, grass -- to put in the bag with me.

It was very relaxing way to spend the afternoon... tidying the yard and listening to her chatter.

posted by Em @ 5:47 PM   |