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Sunday Fun Day

Having eight grandchildren we decided this year to take the older ones out for lunch or dinner for their birthdays. With the busy world that we live in it's difficult to sit and have a one on one...good opportunity to take a look at what's happening in their world.

Our grandson Daniel turned 7 on Friday. He had the honor of experiencing the first outing with us on Sunday.

We picked him up and drove to hop on the Metro Light Rail. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metro_Light_Rail_(Phoenix) Like any other public transit system you come across a diverse group of people, which I love. Daniel sat quietly observing his surroundings as he watched people getting on and off. Our destination was the Arizona Center to eat at Brick Urban Kitchen & Wine Bar - Daniel's food request was pizza or Chinese food.

Once we were off the Light Rail we had to walk approximately 3 blocks. It was a quiet day in downtown Phoenix as we walked the streets pointing out buildings to Daniel. I was telling him how much I love the downtown area in every city I visit. He agreed that it would be fun to walk where you need to go versus driving. I shared with him that our plan is to live in a different state where we can take advantage of public transportation or walk...like San Francisco.

At the Brick we sat outside on the patio to enjoy the wonderful Phoenix sunshine. We ate pizza and french fries as we talked and laughed, along with taking many pictures. The pizza was amazing and the service was great - a place that I will definitely visit again. When we finished eating we walked over to Coldstone since Daniel had never been there before. We sat by the flowing water at the Arizona Center with the sun shining on our backs eating ice cream. http://brickphx.com/

Daniel decided he needed a nap, and truthfully I did too. So off we go walking to get back on the light rail. As we sat waiting for it to arrive Daniel looked up at us and said, " Do you want to call a cab...they don't make stops."




Carolyn Murray
Going to buy tickets for the Light Rail

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Carolyn Murray
On the Light Rail

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Pizza Time!
Daniel's pizza
Our pizza
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Carolyn Murray
Carolyn Murray

                                              What Is a Grandma?
A grandma is warm hugs and sweet memories. She remembers all of your accomplishments and forgets all of your mistakes. She is someone you can tell your secrets and worries to, and she hopes and prays that all your dreams come true. She always loves you, no matter what. She can see past temper tantrums and bad moods, and makes it clear that they don't affect how precious you are to her. She is an encouraging word and a tender touch. She is full of proud smiles. She is the one person in the world who loves you with all her heart, who remembers the child you were and cherishes the person you've become. ~Barbara Cage~

                                       This poem goes for Grandpa's too! 






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