We were walking in the park that's nearby our house and has lots of hiking trails. "I'm going to hide, Mama, I'm going to hide," said one small 2-year-old. "No, Naomi, this isn't a good time to hide," I said, picturing myself searching frantically in the many acres of forest for a hiding 2-year-old. She kept repeating herself, though, until I finally realized that she was actually saying, "I'm going to HIKE." Oh, okay, yeah, that's fine.
"Here's where we had a picnic," said Hannah, pointing to the part of Green Lake park that we'd had a picnic at least a year ago. But when asked about who the saint of the day was, she looked incredulously at me and said, "How do you expect me to remember all of these things?!?"
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