The title of this post is the word that Margaret uses for both Mr. MacGregor and garden. And when we go to the Botanical Garden (as we did this morning), she refers to it is Mr. Shaw’s Gargen.
Anyway, we tried out our new side-by-side, small, lightweight, double stroller, and it was a hit with both kids and adults.
We put them into it, and Margaret held Ellie’s hand.
Which is so sweet it made my teeth hurt.
Margaret can get in and out of it easily, which means that she’s able to look more closely at specific attractions, such as the fountain with the water dyed a garish blue.
Peter Rabbit came with us, but he made it out of the garden with all his clothes on, which was a relief to all concerned.
Or go and ride some sheep.
And get down ALL BY HERSELF (or, as she says ON MYSELF. I don’t know why. We’re working on her grasp of idioms).
Or run and see Daddy.
Ellie was bored by all of this inning and outing and upping and downing.
But she got a little more excited when I could sit down and make faces at her.
And then she conked out, which suggests to me that the stroller is pretty comfy for her.