While celebrating Thanksgiving this past weekend, we were at my parents house. Roderic was outside with several cousins and Uncle Carson. The rest of us were inside enjoying pie. All of a sudden we hear Roderic's shrill cry and then Uncle Jason saying to the cousins, "And that is why we are not playing in the back yard."You see, Roderic had been in the back yard - he says getting food for the fishes, Carson says putting sticks in Grandma's pond - and then slipped and slid into the icy cold pond. Thankfully, Carson was there keeping an eye on him and helped him to get out of the pond and into the house. It will be interesting to see how this experience will affect him in going near backyard ponds in the future. (Even Grandpa Gibby has a pond.)
When we woke up yesterday morning, Roderic was so pleased with himself for getting his own breakfast. What will he think of next. (Ryan had it mostly cleaned up when I got to the kitchen.)
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The same thing happened at Grandpa Gibby's when Alli, Missy and Brad were little. However, that time Genette and Grandma thought the pond was frozen over and had the kids stand there to take a picture when... crack! Pretty funny in retrospect.
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