My 1st Trolley Ride

The city of Monrovia (the city right next to us) has this free trolley that goes through its Old Town district.  Caleb (and Caris) got their first trolley ride.

I parked, and we walked to the trolley stop.  There we waited.

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And waited…

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Oh, and waited…

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The trolley is supposed to come about every 15 minutes.  When it finally came (30+ minutes later), we found out that only 1 trolley was running for that afternoon.  Caleb was a trooper with all that waiting.  I pointed out every bus, van, & construction vehicle on the road.  We watched birds and airplanes.  We watched ants march underneath the bus bench.  Oh, and Caris was a trooper too.  She slept the whole time on me in the baby carrier.

 

Caleb loved the trolley ride.  He pointed at things and yelled out their names.  He impressed the trolley driver with his vocabulary.  I was impressed with the trolley driver for understanding Caleb.

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Caris Pics

OK, so we’re still not doing a great job of taking enough pictures of Caris, but here are some.  Most of them happen to be when she’s sleeping.

 

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Here are a few awake pics:

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My 1st Helmet

Grandma & grandpa are planning to buy Caleb his 1st bike/trike, so I took Caleb to our city public safety office where they sell children helmets for only $5.  The age range for the helmets is 3-9 years, but I figured Caleb has a pretty big head so he should be able to fit into a 3 year old helmet as long as they allow us to buy one.  They didn’t mind at all that Caleb was younger. 

Caleb was so good for the helmet fitting.  They started him with the toddler helmet, but nope it didn’t fit… too small.  Too bad cuz they had cute helmet designs.  Then, Caleb tried on a youth-small helmet.  It also didn’t fit.  What?!  My son is not even 22 months old yet.  Finally, they found one that fit… also a youth size small, but a wider fit.  I started laughing when they put it on (OK, OK, I know I’m not supposed to).  But, the helmet looked so big on him.  It looked like a motorcycle helmet.  Oh well.  At least we found something to protect Caleb’s precious noggin.  Chris still says that our boy’s head contains the cure for cancer.  I guess we better protect it. 

 

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