Your Children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you. And though they are with you they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts. For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their thoughts dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. Kahlil Gibran

Monday, July 19, 2010

Mall Rats

Willow has been to the rubber train three times since we have arrived. (These photos are from trip two and three. ) Paul's "new" dentist office is in the background...yep, a mall dentist for emergency work as he cracked his tooth a few days ago.



Willow was saying, "I play the drum. Do you like my music?"
Getting her to sit for a picture is getting harder and harder...


Since being sick she doesn't want to walk; although she still jumps and dances. So, I paid two dollars to rent this mall stroller. She was in it 5 minutes and then wanted to get out to then walk to then have me pick her up...vicious cycle.
After I turned in the stroller, she relunctantly agreed to walk to the pet store to see the turtles.



VIDEO: Rubber Train

1 comment:

Bill said...

That last photo is great. Captures a moment. This could very well be in some magazine. Great photo...o/o