tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-914874653356847668.post-47731301200947539962007-06-28T00:50:00.001-04:002007-07-17T16:57:49.430-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TcuuT8VUy48/Rp0tPX7S7SI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6MxC_LvcSbM/s1600-h/shaw-for-Richard.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TcuuT8VUy48/Rp0tPX7S7SI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6MxC_LvcSbM/s200/shaw-for-Richard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088272896142535970" border="0" /></a> It was another beautiful day in central Florida, fun in the sun hanging out at the Pool over at the YMCA where Everett and I slithered around in the baby pool playing alligator while Goo goo kept himself amused poking his fingers in the water spouts that feed the pool. I keep waiting for the 911 call to bring the jack hammers to remove his above mentioned finger... Yup, the Fire & Rescue trucks, the reporters... I can see it all now. I was hoping to introduce them to the Y's day care facility today, a concept foreign to all three boys but we got around too late and it was closed for the afternoon. Garrison's FAB doesn't come off until 11 a/m so I generally wait till then to go places but I suppose next time we'll just go early. He can play in there till it comes off, then we can go in the pool. Later it was bike rides around Micanopy. Poor Brian desperately needs a new bike. His keeps breaking down. But nice rides none the less, Goo goo in the baby-wagon-thingy riding with Little Debbie (the weenie dog) pulled behind Chriss, Everett riding fast on his Tigger training wheels, Brian on his jallopy, and myself riding the 10-speed someone gave us the other day. "That's a funny looking bike." Brian said, "Hey! I grew up riding these things!" I said, a bit insulted. "Is it an antique?" Holy cow. Antique or not, it was funny looking enough he had to try riding it but ten-speeds respond nothing like a boy's mountain bike so that didn't last long. And Sara Lee, my 100 pound dog trotting beside me on a rope. I'm happy to say I am continuing my plans of attack to take the Gainesville, FL doctors by storm although as yet I haven't made contact with these alien beings who still insist on chopping up little babies feet instead of adopting the Ponseti non-surgical approach. This is keeping me up way too many late nights - which is why we got to the pool too late today. A girl has to sleep sometime, and lately that has been in the morning more than in the night as I aim towards my approach of them. I reckon that's about it from here this evening. Just looking foward to this coming weekend when we are going kayak shopping again. Someday we might even buy one! <div class="blogger-post-footer">If you lay down with dogs, you're going to get fleas.</div>Soggy Bottom Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10226580090761992966noreply@blogger.com