Because of the weather, I don't get the obsession people have with fall. Yesterday, using one of the only dry days we have had in what seems like forever, I went outside and raked our front yard and swept the path to the house. Dirty, wet leaves are a mess and in no way, shape or form are pretty to me. And then having to pick them up with my bare hands...gross. I just kept imagining that some neighbors cat probably pooped in the yard and at any minute my hand was going to find it...poop creeps me out, but that is a whole other subject! Have no fear though, no poop touched my hands...that I know of.
But back to yesterday...Much to my surprise and delight, yesterday was a beautiful day. So besides cleaning up the front yard, Connor and I ran to the park for what will probably be one of our last times at the park before winter sets in. As always, Connor acts as if going on the swings are like a roller coaster. And his squeals with delight make so happy!
He also is so interested in other children. No matter where we are, he always stares at them.
I don't know what I have done to be blessed with such an adorable kid, but I love having him around!
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I don't think it's the wet and poopy leaves-of-fall that everyone loves so much, but that's just a guess...I could be wrong. I'm glad you didn't knowingly encounter any poop; in this case ignorance is bliss.
ReplyDeleteIf you think he loves the swing...wait until you blow bubbles for him. There is a line from the movie Knocked Up that I really like, "I wish I loved anything half as much as my kids love bubbles." It’s so true.