September 5, 2009

This is Timmy's requested outfit for the day (and the rejected outfit infront of him). Shirts and pants are out. And certainly not socks. His clothing selection isn't too strange until you take into account the temperature. It's cold. Not freezing cold, but goosebump cold. Momma was wearing long flannel pants and a sweatshirts all morning and afternoon. Timmy was as close to stark naked as Momma would let him get.


Our daily outing took us onto post to visit the library and the commissary - Timmy was fully clothed. Timmy selected some ham and cheese cubes at the deli while Momma picked up some onion rolls. We had a picnic lunch at a children's festival in the military housng community. There were alot of giant air-filled bouncy attractions, but the kids playing in them were too many, too old, and too rambunctious for the Timmers. So we went to an old-fashioned playground nearby where Timmy happily played on an old-fashioned slide. Afterwards, we shared a large blue cotton candy on a stick.

Timmy's face and hands were covered in blue sticky, and Momma was going to get a picture of it for the blog once we got home. We ran out of candy half-way home. And Timmy licked his face and hands clean. No mess - but no picture either!