Thursday, March 29, 2012

Today Was Totally Awesome

I can't get over how much different life with kids is when you can go outside and stay outside until dinnertime.  Zoe and I figured out a way to go dig in our garden plot while Owen napped this morning and when he woke up well before lunch, she convinced me to just go get him and head right back out to work some more ("Mommy, I don't want to STOP until we are ALL DONE.")  I was a little hesitant, but as I checked Owen's diaper, I asked him: "Do you want to put some sunblock on and go out to the garden?" and he immediately lit right up and said "YES! YES! YES!"  How could that not automatically make the whole thing completely fun?  He looked so cute walking with us in his little summer boy getup, complete with safari hat, holding his little red bucket.  We kept trying to get a smiling picture of Zoe and Owen together on the way there but anytime we stopped him walking he started screaming.  He was so excited to get out there!  I don't know if part of him sensed I was going to let them get completely and totally muddy but for some reason the little dude was in hog heaven even before I let them loose. (ps shout out to my friend Laurie-Anne for telling me how to get my photos into these cool collages...so much easier to make one on Picasa first than it is to struggle with Blogger--THANK YOU!!)

The rest of the day was full of fun with neighbors and friends...we did it all:  broke out the sprinkler, ate popsicles, played with the water table, enjoyed po' man's sangria's (orange juice and red wine) and played at the playground.  Save for a 20 minute pocket of time when I realized Owen was going to skip his afternoon nap despite being visibly exhausted, the day could not have been more perfect.  Thanks for sharing it with us, friends!

1 comment:

  1. What a wonderful day! Makes me wish I could turn back time and have my three boys turn little again to enjoy some of the fun again! (The twins will be 23 in a week and my oldest turned 25 a few months ago!)

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