What an interesting Saturday

You never know what’s going to happen on a Saturday.   Sometimes it’s a sit around the house day and on other occasions, it’s time for an adventure.    Last Saturday it was time for an adventure Saturday.

First off, I had gym class.   They moved me up with the older group for this session.   Now that I over 18 months and bigger than most of the kids in my previous class, the older kid’s class seems like a good idea.   A few of my friends from the earlier class also moved up so I still know kids.

The gym class is pretty much the same as the old gym class, just some different kids and a lot of different parents.

In this first photo I’m climbing stairs to get onto the balance beam.  I do the stairs by myself of course.


To minimize the chances of me breaking something, Mom helps me once I make it to the balance beam.


From gym, we drove past our house and dropped off Mom and pick up Grandpa.  Grandpa is going to be driving us downtown to a music store.  This will be my first trip to a music store.   I could hear Grandma and Grandpa discussing bringing me into a store filled with expensive musical instruments, all at a height where I can get to them.

The ride there was very cool.   We passed about a dozen places that all had millions of balloons flying around.  Grandpa said they were car dealerships.  I’m not sure what that means.  All I know is they had more balloons in more colors than I had ever seen before.   And they were bouncing all over in the wind.

I also discovered that my feet finally reach the back of the front seat in Grandma’s SUV.  That means I can kick the back of the seat whenever someone sits in front of me.   How much fun does that sound like…


And I wanted to show you I could reach with both feet also.


Driving to the music store was about a 45 minute ride.  Grandma sat in the back seat and talk to me making me laugh at all sorts of things.


And she brings me snacks to help with the long ride…


Today, it was one of my favorite snacks…  GERBER® GRADUATES® YOGURT MELTS™ Snacks.  Sorry no picture but they come in a big yellow bag that I can spot a mile off.   I think Grandpa thinks if I spell out the product name, someone will mail us some coupons… LOL

Boy, I hope no one tells me these things are healthy…

When we finally arrived at the music store, it was really neat.   There were guitars every place; standing on the floor, hanging on the walls, hanging from the ceiling, stacked on the counters.  Of course, Grandpa lets me touch his guitars at home so I assumed it would be OK to touch them at the store.   I strummed every guitar I could reach as I walked past it.   I even climbed up on a few of the display stands.   The only really exciting minute of two was when I squeezed behind a row of amplifiers and got stuck.  Grandma had to come to my rescue.  I lost a shoe, that was later retrieved, but all else was fine.    I think I was making my Grandparents just a little nervous although the store guy said I was doing just fine.

No pictures in the store; Grandpa was busy.   We did leave with another bass guitar for Grandpa’s office though.

On the way home we stopped at the Texas Roadhouse for some lunch.   I had mac and cheese, strawberry lemonade, and rolls.

It was tiring day.  Half way through lunch I just put my head down on the table and relaxed.   I didn’t fall asleep but came very close.   I did node off about three houses from our house on the ride home.

That it for now.  It’s almost time for dinner…  funny how often food comes up isn’t it…

Thanks for stopping by and tell your friends to visit



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