The Armadillo Tales

Hooray! We made it to our playgroup’s park date today. Of course we were there 45 minutes later than the meeting time, but I can’t expect much, including being on time. It was a marvelous park. The play structures were age appropriate for my armadillo and the weather was perfect. I think the armadillo had a fab time climbing and playing with the sand. I wish I knew there was sand then I could have brought the sand toys I bought for him. Well there’s always next time. It was wonderful to see the moms and their little ones again. The group has grown immensely in such a short time. I know there were members there that recently joined, but unfortunately I didn’t get to meet them. I did get a chance to talk to the other women I have met before. The little sprout was snug as a bug in the wrap. He slept the whole time so it made it easier for me to keep an eye on the armadillo.

I thought it was a bit strange and amusing that the armadillo would get possessive of a ladder. On one of the play structures you have to climb a short ladder, only about 4 rungs to get to the top of a slide. Naturally I just assumed the armadillo would climb up to get to the slide, slide down, then climb back up. I was mistaken. The armadillo was obsessed with the ladder and proceeded to go up and down … up and down … up and down. When other children wanted to climb up, a mini whine ensued. So instead of becoming king of the mountain, my armadillo wanted to be king of the little ladder. He would probably have started collecting toll charges if we stayed longer. Of course these toll charges would increase next month. Maintenance costs, etc … you know how it goes ...