I couldn't stand sitting in the house this past weekend so I threw the kid in the car and we headed down south. Made it to Savannah and realized 5 minutes of being outside that I had greatly misread the weather for the weekend. I have never, in my entire adult life been so hot. I think I sweated my makeup off within the first 10 minutes. And seeing as the streets there are cobblestone...well...that made for a reeeally fun trip in the stroller. We were there for maybe an hour and I knew we had to do something other then walk around in the heat. And that's when I saw the giant tour boat. The words" Do you want to ride on the big boat?" had barely left my mouth when Kenny started jumping up and down and saying " big boat!" over and over again. Thankfully he's still free so it was fairly cheap to ride. Needless to say that was the big highlight for him :)
So that was Saturday and Sunday we had an ice cream party to go to next door. And on our short little walk back home Kenny kept saying " Cheese! Mommy cheese! I've never been more confused. Any parent will tell you that trying to decipher a two year olds language can be tricky but this was just weird. He seemed very insistent on going back and getting cheese. It wasn't until we made it to our door and couldn't get in that I realized I left my keys. It took me to the other trip back to realize that's what he had been trying to tell me. My two year old, who spits on the floor and makes monkey sounds in the grocery store knew I had left my keys. At least one of us remembered. :)
