Indio, California: Apparently DT and I slept through some-sort of baby melt-down around 2 o’clock this morning. We did not hear Leo cry. Nor did any of our neighbors (or so they said). I did hear Leo at 7 o’clock so rescued His Momma for a bit. A baby in the morning is like a fresh slate. A new day. A new baby. Ready to wreak new havoc. Leo is so gorgeous in the morning. So happy. So hungry. So cuddly. 

Leo and I conducted a scientific experiment this morning. We walked the half-mile loop around the canal in our little corner of RV paradise. Exactly a half mile. I placed my pedometer on back waistband of Leo’s jammies. We were gone about thirty minutes and he walked 3,600 steps. I cover a mile in about 2,400 steps. (I am barely over 5 feet tall and nearly none of those feet are occupied by leg space.) Walking the loop around the canal is quite an adventure with a toddler. Leo thinks any empty RV site is an empty paved place to run. We did not walk in front of the satellite pool building. We walked behind the building – up the stairs to the second floor balcony… across the balcony… then down the stairs on the opposite side. We did not walk along the road on our return route. Instead, “we” decided to walk along the golf course – several stone bridges with waterfalls below – and there were a few ducks to chase.

I can only guess, but I would say Leo walked 3,600 steps and I walked 1800 steps chasing him around… and rarely he requested to be carried.

We took Leo to the baby pool, but he wasn’t too interested in the baby pool and we discovered the regular pool was much warmer. Leo played on the steps of the swimming pool behind the clubhouse and I pulled him out into the water several times to delighted squeals.

Then Leo took a good nap.

Our neighbor, Lois, took Leo and I around the resort this afternoon in her golf cart. Leo was a bit apprehensive (at first) about Rocky – their huge Golden Retriever riding in the back of the golf cart in his “doggie bed”. Rocky loves to go out in the golf cart and Lois swears nothing works better than a ride in the golf cart to dry-off her pool-diving dog. (FYI: Lois and Steve put a pool on their campsite so Rocky can swim at-will.) In the end, Leo fell in love with Rocky, he gave Lois several of his heart-melting smiles, and Lois let Leo “steer” the golf cart, so I suspect Lois, Rocky and Leo are friends for life.

Later, we took Leo to the very nice playground near La Quinta High School. Leo and his Grandpa had a great time.

Danger Baby has no fear to test a slide developed for much older children.

This is my best photo of the day. This is my worst photo of the day. Blurry or artistic, you decide. Either way, it shows the pure joy of a boy on a swing.

And a whole mess of curls.

What’s not to love about your grandson laughing and hugging you in a park… while munching on Bubbe’s Snickerdoodle?

Mmmmmm...

Well, maybe this is also fun.

Leo went to bed at 7:30 and the adults enjoyed a wonderful dinner in the casita. DT grilled halibut and I made my French Asparagus Salad – embellished tonight with a little avocado.

LET’S MOVE IN MARCH! I have challenged y’all to get out there, lace up your sneakers and walk or jog (or the exercise of your choice) at least 30 minutes – five or six days a week in March. I’m doing this for charity and my prominent backside. How’s it going for you? Please comment below. Don’t forget – no sign-up is required to leave your thoughts. Just type your name or nickname in the first box and comment as you please.

I ran four slow miles (around the block).
Pedometer: 19.040
Miles jogged for the day/month: 4/8

Until my next update, I remain, your exhausted correspondent.

RV PARK:  Motorcoach Country Club – The Crown Jewel of Motorcoach Resorts. 400 sites, three pools, three spas, fitness center, golf, bocce ball, tennis, 2-mile waterway, fine-dining restaurant, bar, security, planned activities, perfectly maintained. Sites for sale or rent.

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