
Taking my MIL out for a stroll. Of course she doesn't stroll, she sits on a wheelchair. You know, it is very heavy to push up a slope or controlling it downslope before it hits a hump, that will take some practise for me.

She can't cycle in this little bicycle. I don't know if it is the design of the bike or is it she hasn't got the leg strength.

The big, little, bundle. Throughly comfy & sleep out.

Kiki said:
"put it back, put it back to the tree!" and she transferred half a dozen leaves to the bottom of the tree.
"That's 'decomposition', back to nature," the father said.
"That's a big word" the mother said.
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