Miles is only happy when he’s outside. No exaggeration in the least. ONLY happy outside.
Inside? Well, people walking by probably think I’m doing some pretty horrible things to my child. There’s a lot of “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!” flying through the air. And a lot of “STOP doing dat MOMMYYYY!!!!”
There’s also a lot of “GO take a break in your room and come back when you’re ready to stop being rude…” on my end. Over and over and over and over.
So we’re going to just stay outside all the time. With the water table and the bubbles and the shovels. If you call, just know that I’m outside and I forgot my cell. If you come by, look for us in the backyard. If we’re not there, we’re at the park.
I will need a loan from someone for vats of sunscreen and bug spray.
We won’t be in the house unless it’s for bed. That might change too. I’m thinking family camping in the yard might be the ticket to ending bedtime battles.
Wait. We don’t even need our house. Whew. What a relief, no more mortgage. And a happy Miles. What more could we ask for?
Thank you blog. Thank you for bringing me through my thoughts to the answer once again. Thank you.
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Olive and Miles might be made for each other. Maybe we should start a campground for parents of toddlers?
I totally get what you’re saying. Mane *loved* camping & has been driving me nuts ever since we got home. Maybe a move outside would be in order for all of us.
Thank you for your kind words! I really like how you capture moments with your family and capsullize them- it is indeed sweet! It’s great to meet you over this crazy web, and fun that a random mutual site should cause paths to cross. Blessings. Oh, and I really really really liked the story on your full profile about your friend who preceded you in having children and the adventures that have ensued even in “mundane” life. It’s quite encouraging!
You are such a hoot! It’s not often I encounter a blogger who makes me want to sit and read the entirety of their blog in one sitting, and promptly add them to my feed reader so I don’t miss their next post. What a lovely aspect of blogging this is. We can browse through however many blogs till we find those “kindred spirits” whose writing touches in some important way.
The kids are in bed, my husband is in a meeting, and if it’s not -too- creepy I think I may sit here and read for an hour or so!
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