Ava & The Troll Bridge

Every now and again, I like to take my daughter to the park. Just me and Ava, swinging on the swings, climbing on the jungle gyms. Well…on this particular day, she wanted to take a walk to the “Troll Bridge”. The last time we went on a “hike”, we went with her brother and I told them that a troll lived under the bridge. Being the brave little munchkin that she is…she wanted to go back. But it was not without some hesitation! Here is a play-by-play…

Feelin’ brave!

Dreaded Troll Bridge!

Still feeling brave?

We COULD go back…

Here we go!

Almost there!

A little help was needed…

WHEW! No troll sighting today!

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7 Responses to Ava & The Troll Bridge

  1. RUTH ANN says:

    Absolutely love it!!!

  2. vodkamom says:

    that was a fantastic little story!! Thanks!

  3. Why are you scaring your children?

    Are you saving for tomorrow’s therapy sessions?

    I need them to be as screwed up as I am! Gotta get to them while they’re young…

  4. Well you seem to be doing a great job… Have you tried the mean ugly troll under the bed? You could even proceed to highly scientific experiments: one kid: a troll under the bed, the other kid the troll in the closet…

    I was gonna move ahead and proceed to MONSTERS under the bed and a WITCH in the closet….but its all good!

  5. Amber says:

    This is one of my favorite posts:)

  6. Danielle-lee says:

    Awww, how cute is she? she was a brave girl!
    And she totally looks like you in those pictures!

    I know…that poor little girl…LOL

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