The last few Saturday mornings, the girls and I have headed over to the new boutique to meet with my partner and the previous business owners to go through some minor details before we officially get the keys, which btw, happens to be today(insert very large scream)!! The girls love going and Sarah decided accessories were a very necessary part of her outfit.
After we finished up, I promised the girls a trip to one of their favorite parks that is filled with lots of beautiful bridges.....
A long walking path that winds through the woods and a big open field where they can pick"flowers".
Sarah was very selective about the "flowers" she chose...
while Reags was just worried about standing up in the high grass without toppling over:)
We were on the hunt for some more purple flowers to add to their little bouquets, but couldn't find any along the way.
I told the girls to they might need to settle with the pretty yellow ones and we would try to find the purple ones another day.
Out of nowhere, Sarah decided to break out in jumping jacks and really cracked herself up.
We were just getting ready to head back to the car and we had to cross one last bridge to get there. It appears Reags, has a little fear of crossing these bridges, when you can see the water below. I noticed it when we visited the red covered bridge a few weeks ago, and it happened again on Saturday. Sarah needed to give her a little nudge and tell her it was going to be okay to help get her across..... such a sweet moment between sisters!
It was a good thing we were headed to the car, Sarah was growing very concerned about her "flowers" because they were starting to wilt. Her face really says it all, doesn't it?
She said that she picked these for her Daddy and she didn't want them to die before we got home and he could see them. Needless to say, her "flowers" were put into a bud vase and stayed on the kitchen table for 24 hours before I could convince her we needed to throw them away. She reluctantly agreed that they did not look as "happy" as they did when she first picked them, but made me promise that we could go pick more very soon. Of course I said yes.... but I did not have the heart to tell her that her "flowers" were really just weeds!
I know I say this all the time, but it truly is the simple little things that mean the most to them........and I absolutely love watching them find the joy in everyday life!
