I'm not at home looking at the time. I was walking down the street today and was stopped by a man asking if anyone in our group knew the time. Needless to say, I'm walking with four "lil people" who aren't quite so little but still they are 10-14 years old, just because they stand about 5 foot doesn't make them big ;) and my mom. We honestly didn't know.
What a strange feeling. It seems I always know what time it is when I'm home. There is no rush for time here, at least for today and tomorrow. It's been so relaxing.
My feet, ankles and heck my toes are all killing me but I'm having the time of my life. I am so bringing cub3&4 next time.
FYI it was 10 to 8. My mom was quick to grab her cell for the time :o) I was a little less quick to the draw.
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