I got to thinking the other day about all the stuff we do and all the ideas I come up with to entertain and educate you and whether or not at this point you will remember any of it. Well, you'll remember some by proxy due to this blog; me recording it for later will help you recall some of the fun and sometimes crazy things we do together in the name of fun.
Falling in the crazy category is what we did the other day. After a morning lesson, which you were very patient throughout, and after a short nap (what is up with those, by the way?), we went out for a special snack. Originally I was thinking ice cream, but since Mommy is trying to downsize, I figured we would go to Tropical Smoothie instead. Mommy could get her sugar free smoothie, and you could have something with fruit in it and a little less sugar that ice cream. No, this isn't the crazy part. Well, Mommy turning down ice cream is a bit monumental, but the crazy part comes next.
|You, completely mesmerized.|
You, however, paid no attention to the crazy traffic behind you. You were completely transfixed on the goings on below us. There were track excavators, dump trucks, rollers, site dumpers and all kinds of dudes in hard-hats. You were in Heaven, and at that moment, Thomasville Road traffic be damned, I was the coolest. You kept saying, "Wow! Thanks for showing me, Mommy!" And that just melted my heart. Or at least the part of my heart that wasn't leaping into my throat whenever a car sped by.
|What we risked life and limb to watch.|
It truly was one of those moments that I hope you can remember and maybe look back on and think, "My mom stopped everything she was doing so I could watch big trucks. Maybe I can send her to the nice nursing home."
Love you Bear,