Every year, Zelly gets a week off from daycare. This year, Wendy and I are splitting time at home with her. Monday was my day and we had a great time going to the playground.
Step right up and get your stamp. The “Z” is your entrance pass to a great, big, fun filled day with Zelly.
Here’s Zelly attempting for the billionth time to blow up a balloon… it kept shooting out of her mouth. Unfortunately, I’m not fast enough to capture that on film.
Sliding is one of Zelly’s favorite things to do.
Her hair is afloat with static electricity and excitement.
“I know I can get on this thing….”
“I did it!” Zelly in flight.
Future mountain climber in training.
I forget, which part of the family is the monkey genetics from?
Zelly, as she would look aboard the space shuttle.