It has been a CRAZY summer so far! I am absolutely loving being home with the boys every day and the only “side effect” they seem to be experiencing is an increased anxiety when we are not together!
We’ve been to Moss Rock Preserve, the Zoo (and back again with Nanny Ray and GrandBob), Tannehill, the library for a puppet show, and a lot of playtime outside on the trampoline and backyard!
We took a hike nearby at the Moss Rock Preserve and stopped for lunch by the creek. Miles soon needed to “poop” but was afraid a BEAR may come along so his body denied the process!
Will pooped in the potty this week! He asks to go frequently but I think he has either just recently gone or it is a false alarm. But he legitimately said, “poopoo” and then sat on the potty for a few minutes and out it came! He was soooo proud. It was his second time but we thought the first time was a fluke. Since then, he has asked and gone tee-tee as well.
Continuing with the poop updates: Miles had “to go” and said, “Mommy, if I squeeze your hand it will be easier.” As he pushed a little tear rolled out of his eye. He looked at me so sincere and said, “Sometimes when you push real hard, a tear pops out but it’s not because you’re crying.” It was one of the most precious things … he had this look like he wanted to make sure I understood that he was not sad at all, just working real hard at going.
Saturday we got a puppy. I’m a firm believer that children need animals as they grow up so that they can learn empathy, care, responsibility, loyalty and good old play! So far Will (who loves dogs) has been terrified of the cute little caramel colored wet-nosed puppy but IS learning to talk more (“down”, “no”, “help”). Miles on the other hand (who can sometimes be a bit rough) loves her to pieces. He runs and she chases – both of them full of absolute glee. He even laughs hysterically as she nips his ears and licks his hair when he’s low enough on the ground. Multiple times Miles has said, “my little baby” to her and it is wonderful to see his precious tender side. As of naptime today, they were both sleeping soundly in Miles’ bed (though it took some settling of all the giggles and wiggles).
Miles is really into Buzz Light-year this summer. He was the ring bearer for Amanda and Ryan’s wedding about a month ago where he got a Buzz costume for “walking down the aisle with that pillow”. He did a great job and we were very proud of him and delighted that they asked him to be a part of such a special day! He has worn the costume daily since then (and once to church). Jake says he will end up losing 60 pounds this summer but I love that just 10 minutes of playtime on the trampoline in the middle of the day increases his naptime by about an hour!
As a child, our family took trips on what my Mama calls, “backroads. ” You never knew where you would wind up, just following some forgotten dirt road that inevitably (serendipitously) ended up at a waterfall, old cave or forlorn house in the woods. Then after playing for a while, we’d let the tailgate down and have a snack lunch of Vienna sausages, slices of cheese and crackers (and of course an ice cold Coke).
My favorite day this past week was like stepping back in time to one of those trips. I had never really been there so I didn’t know much about it but my parents went with us and it was literally like living out something I would have done as a child growing up!
We found a cute little creek (very very cold) that spilled into a small river. The boys were tentative at first but then really started to love it. They would “swim” back and forth to me (in the deep) from GrandBob (in the creek). After a meager lunch (keeping in line with childhood trips), we decided to go up the “waterfall”. You would have thought that Miles was forging the river with Lewis and Clark. Each of the boys found a walking stick and then they turned into “fishing poles” or good old “water slappers.” And as it happened – every stick looked like a snake to me just as it did when I was a child. The worst part was trying to find a good place to get out. I finally had to pick them both up and wade chest deep in the water (losing one of my favorite shoes). But it was worth it! My heart swells to capacity when we get out in the “wild” like that. These wild Indians loved every minute of it, too.
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