An Afternoon At Gardner Village.

The (first) Saturday that Nick was tiling my kitchen floor; I met up with my Aunt Vickie at Gardner Village. In an attempt to keep the girls out of Nick's way.

The animal petting zoo was closed, much to Reagan's dismay.
And again, to my dismay, I was reminded that some of the stores don't allow strollers inside.
When you have children with Ninja-hands; you don't get them anywhere near the interior of a cutsie-boutique, unless they are confined to a stroller. This way, there is less of a chance that some expensive item in the store will be broken.
So, we skipped the stores with a no-stroller policy.

We fed the ducks.
Reagan enjoyed holding Vickie's hand, and walking around with her. I enjoyed Vicki's company, and was just glad to have another adult with me to help corral my girls.


It was a good (albeit hot) time.