Hello Mr. Gnome

Friday, after learning all about the letter "B" and the words Bat, Ball, and Book, Kyle and I hung out in Grandma and Grandpa's backyard. I taught him how to do cartwheels (or at least my almost 30 year-old attempt at what might once have resembled a cartwheel), which made him laugh and laugh ... especially when Mama fall down. Ouch. We opened and closed the elves door to their magical tree house, swished our hands through the cool grass, slid down the slide, gazed at the airplanes soaring over the clouds above, and said hello to Mr. Gnome. All in all a most enchanting Friday afternoon.