It was a braw afternoon yesterday so the wean sat most of it on his bahookie, hiding oot in his wee club hoose. He had kitted it oot in gallus style with rugs and throne, jorries, boodle bag, chocolate digestives and bottle of ginger- a stoater of a secret den- unco braw! I heard him blethering to himself and at times felt quiet bamboozled about what was going on inside especially when it shoogled so. Occasionally l saw a keek of breek or shank but mostly l just listened with my lug to his gab. I even held ma wheesht when he came oot to plouter aroon and when he went birlin doon the path! At least he’s no like the big yins yet - plain gyte and oot roamin – he’s still just oor ain wee poke-shakkins.The playpark:
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Happy ☼day to ye both!
that was wonderful, just wonderful. I don't mind tellin' ya, I read it out loud. And I'm the only one here today.
Nice playpark too!
When I read about Sam and the play park it makes me miss my wee Dylan so much!!! My son called last nite and asked if it'd be ok for my d-i-l and 'the boys' to stop by one day this week to visit and I told him YES!!!!! I'm at the stage now where each day I feel SO much stronger, and I know a visit would envigorate me, not exhaust me like it did a couple weeks ago. I feel like I hardly know my newest grandson at all. Ah well. Another month and they'll be here with me every day...I may as well enjoy the peace and quiet while I have it, eh? LOL!
What a fun day Sam must have had at the park. Thanks for the walk with you and Sam.
The only thing that could make me smile more would be to hear you saying it in your sweet Scottish accent :) Love it!
What a neat pirate tent!
And a wonderful playground!
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