After supper, my niece kept looking outside so I took her outside. Grabbed the bottle for bubbles and placed on her jacket. She pushed at the patio chairs so I moved them to the grass. She loved exploring the yard and chased a bunny around until it broke free and hopped down the driveway. I showed my twirling with arms stretched out, swing her around to make her fly, rolling down a hill, and somersaults in the grass (forwards and backwards). She did her best copy me. Then I got on the tire swing to her delight until I knocked her off her feet. I jumped off and picked her up, she hugged me. No crying, just stunned with a red on her cheek, so we looked at people in the neighboring yards. We watched my sister's cats in the window and blew more bubbles. Then my sister came home.
Since my car was blocking hers in the driveway, I gave her my keys to do her errands. She came back with a trunk full of groceries to announce she filled up my gas tank and went through the car wash for me to thank me for watching the baby. Next we took a stroll down the street to see some neighbor's dogs in a pen. The neighbors came out and guided us to them. One dog almost snapped my hand off through the fence and sister thought maybe it was because I reeked of cat hair. They brought out their little dog from the house and it rushed to us barking, which scared my niece and made me jump. Then my niece started crying and I petted the dog to make her less afraid it. I tossed a stick and dog chased it, but didn't come back. It laid on the grass and chewed the stick tip. Then walked back home and talked to neighbors across the street.
My sister got out this bowling game and I showed my niece how to play. She helped knock over the pins I missed. Then a cat laid down behind so pins so I moved it to the other side of the room to not hit the cat with the ball. Then we read stories and got ready for bed. I didn't kiss the baby good-bye this time because I heard her talking in the bedroom when I left and didn't want to upset her. She cries when I leave. Post later. Bye!
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