Side Note: Papa, my dad, and Grandpa, Ken's dad, are heroes to these two simply because they have equipment and lawnmowers that they let the boys ride and sit on... any 2-year-old's dream.
"Lord, You are our Father. We are the clay, You are the Potter; we are all the work of Your hand."
-Isaiah 64:8
-Isaiah 64:8
Friday, October 5, 2012
Getting Down on the Farm
I have friends that write beautiful blogs on a regular basis. They share funny stories, photos of their families and fun times, and are able to do it at regular intervals. I admit, I am not one of these "special" people. I realized I haven't posted photos of the boys for such a lllllllllllooooooooonnnnnnnnngggggggg time. So here a few favorites from farming with my dad the other day.
Side Note: Papa, my dad, and Grandpa, Ken's dad, are heroes to these two simply because they have equipment and lawnmowers that they let the boys ride and sit on... any 2-year-old's dream.
Side Note: Papa, my dad, and Grandpa, Ken's dad, are heroes to these two simply because they have equipment and lawnmowers that they let the boys ride and sit on... any 2-year-old's dream.
Puddle-Jumping
I'll admit it. I am like any other mother. I like to think that I am a fun mom. (Some days I will admit I might not be as fun as I am other days, but I still like to think that, overall, I am fun mom.) My boys may be too young to truly know how much fun I can be, or they might not think I'm that much fun at all, but I can still allow myself to think that I am fun!.
It's rainy and overcast today. Just a drizzling rain that makes for puddles all over. Which in turn, makes for good puddle-jumping. This is the lesson we learned today.
After meeting a friend for lunch and playing at a local fast food joint (See how much fun I am!), we were headed to the car. We navigated all the way through the parking lot without getting too wet. While I was distracted putting al the stuff that comes with eating-out with 2-year-olds, my sweet Will decided that it would be a great idea to totally jump into the puddle by the car. The first was just a little getting-his-feet-wet moment. Then he went all-in. Literally, all in. The kid got his neck wet just by all the splashing he did.
Of course, his brother was not long on following suit. It took all my self-control not to just grab them and plunk them into the car.. I had to fight back all of the natural inclinations. They'll get soaked! They'll get colds! They'll get so dirty!
But fight I did. They were soaked and so dirty (and I hope will remain cold-free). However, they were also thrilled and the whole way home talked about how they had jumped in the puddles. "That was fun! I was so silly. The water was cold."
So some days even the "fun moms", like myself, have to fight the mom in them and let their kids have a little more fun than they might have otherwise.
Lesson learned.
It's rainy and overcast today. Just a drizzling rain that makes for puddles all over. Which in turn, makes for good puddle-jumping. This is the lesson we learned today.
After meeting a friend for lunch and playing at a local fast food joint (See how much fun I am!), we were headed to the car. We navigated all the way through the parking lot without getting too wet. While I was distracted putting al the stuff that comes with eating-out with 2-year-olds, my sweet Will decided that it would be a great idea to totally jump into the puddle by the car. The first was just a little getting-his-feet-wet moment. Then he went all-in. Literally, all in. The kid got his neck wet just by all the splashing he did.
Of course, his brother was not long on following suit. It took all my self-control not to just grab them and plunk them into the car.. I had to fight back all of the natural inclinations. They'll get soaked! They'll get colds! They'll get so dirty!
But fight I did. They were soaked and so dirty (and I hope will remain cold-free). However, they were also thrilled and the whole way home talked about how they had jumped in the puddles. "That was fun! I was so silly. The water was cold."
So some days even the "fun moms", like myself, have to fight the mom in them and let their kids have a little more fun than they might have otherwise.
Lesson learned.
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