Now, usually I am not one for the warm weather. I have always enjoyed things like snow, warm fireplaces, hot cocoa and curling up with my Kindle on a cold wintery night. But since Soren - things have changed. I LOVE warm weather. Warm weather means exploring outside, trips to Coney Island where Soren experiences the pool, running around at playgrounds, picnics and trips to a bustling market filled with amazing produce.
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So, yes, even though Soren is much more interested in getting the chalk out and promptly putting it back and then carrying the container around the yard - I am still going to show him what it is like when you scrape that mysterious powdery stick over concrete only to create art: a beautiful sky, an elephant - or even his name, the best art of all.
He does understand the swing and LOVES the underdog. He even preps for it with little giggles and lets out a raucous laugh when you sneak under the swing for the final push. We even kicked the ball around the yard and he was a such a trooper. Anytime he mis-step, he picked himself off, brushed it off and went after the ball - kicking and giggling.
I can't wait to start digging and gardening with him this summer. It's going to be so much fun. I really enjoy warm weather now, but even more than that - I love watching my son explore, adventure and experience the outdoors as we move into spring.
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Oh yea! Springtime - everything coming to life and out of hibernation. Chalking, as you and your brother called it, was one of your favorite things to do. And bubbles...blowing bubbles and chasing them through the air. Parks, spring rains, flowers and gardens - love it! Keep reliving your childhood with Soren and making many new wonderful memories. Love xoxo
Bubbles bubbles bubbles....I'm afraid my memory isn't as clear about my own boys at that age....other than balls, balls, balls...baseballs, basketballs, soccer balls...and I'm sure they blew bubbles as well...and probably many many bubbles. My youngest, Ian, used to...not walk...but skip more often than not. That was 20-some years ago & I used to call him Skip for that very reason. Still do and when he signs a birthday card for me, to this day, he signs it "Skip" - the memories, Chels, you'll, like me, hold them dear to your heart forever. My granddaughters have our driveway all chalked-up with some pretty beatiful images. They're 4 & 7 and a half, like sisters, and love nothing more than to get the bucket of chalk off the shelf and start creating. I absolutely love picking Amaya up from school on a beautiful Spring..or Winter-Spring-like day....seeing her exit the building, smile big as Jupiter, come running to me knowing that'll be an 'outdoors' afternoon....chalking up the driveway, creating images that are so beautiful and then saying "Look, Pops, this is for you ! " Cherish, Chessie, this early time with your beautiful buddy. It goes by way too fast.
duh....~ O'D
Thanks OD - you are so right, and I used to always huff and laugh when people told me that during the pregnancy. I am holding on to them all, now I know better. ;)
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