Even on our busiest of days, I love the morning routine at our house. Some days we have school or appointments or other commitments and have to jump out of bed, hustle through eating and dressing to race out the door. But on the days we don't have a schedule to keep, we take full advantage of being self-employed. On these leisurely mornings, one of us will get the kids up and bring them back to our bed for a family snuggle. There is just something magic about two sleepy, squirmy, giggling boys who love to give hugs & kisses & tickle our toes when they stick out from the covers. When I think about the future, of my littles being big grown up men, I know that these are the moments I will miss the most.
Earlier this week we got a bonus treat... during our morning cuddle Quinn said his first-ever spontaneous sentence. Hearing his sweet little voice say, clear as day, "I want kiss" was the best sound I have ever heard. So worth the wait. It is, once again, a good reminder that he will gain whatever skill is next on the list, all in his own sweet time. Our treat this morning was Remy telling both Daddy & Quinn that he "loves them sooooooo much." Made me tear up to hear such sweetness. I know when they are talking back to me I will regret this, but for now I am so grateful that the language explosion is in full force.
Last weekend the Grandmas treated us to a visit to the county fair. I'm not sure who was more excited about this adventure, the little boys or the Grandmas! We had such a great time all around...
Quinn loved seeing the rescue birds... the owl was his favorite.
One of the things we still struggle with is our pre-conceived ideas of how Quinn will react in certain situations. We try our best to keep these ideas from letting him try new things, to keep pushing the limits as much as possible. When we came across the pony rides at the fair we were pretty sure he would freak out at the prospect of riding one, but decided to give it a try. Worst case would be public meltdown, not the first & definitely not the last. Much to our surprise it seems that Quinn was a cowboy in a former life. Not only did he not freak out, he was a total natural on top of the biggest pony they had... one hand on the saddle horn, the other on his thigh. Rode around that circle like he had been doing it all his life. Needless to say I have been researching equine therapy options in our area... I think the kid was born to ride.
Remy was the one who was not so very sure about this pony thing... Thankfully Gima came to his rescue... a little hand holding & his very own hat did the trick. He ended up enjoying it & has been talking about riding "his pony" almost every day since.
My happy boys...
Second favorite stop... a big life-sized candyland game. No, they didn't want to follow any rules & actually play it... they wanted to take the goodies home!
A little rest & painting on a big mural...
And the biggest hit was having their very own ice-cream cones...
Last stop was another favorite for Quinn... a sandbox filled with corn. By this point it is way past nap-time so a bit of zoning out, scooping & filling buckets was just what was needed.
We got to have another summer adventure this week... lunch and a swim at a friend's house. My boys loved playing with the big kids (thank you Emma & Charlie for being so patient with these two monkeys!)
Happy summer days!
Day six. STILL ALIVE.
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