Meanwhile, photos from the last few weeks.

Enjoying a garage sale teeter totter. Woo hoo.

And a slide grandma Jane found at a sale as well.

You both enjoy it but it's Roman who'll go up the ladder, down the slide....Up the ladder and down the slide...Up the ladder and OOPS tumble down the slide. Even then he gets right back up (unless he hears a "pane" or a bus or a bird or...), speaking of birds...
More lessons of "if you just paid attention you'd see the world is right there in front of you"... Our backyard has become a mini nature center. A robin made a nest on a wreath hanging on the wall of our garage. Back on Mothers Day there were some eggs, and shortly thereafter some little baby birdies. The other day, when it was in the 90's, we noticed the birds all sitting in the nest with their beaks open. Waiting for food? A method of somehow cooling off?

I don't know, but those birds got big fast!

Zoe is a helper. This morning I was getting Roman dressed and he saw Zoe was carrying her "juice" (juice = anything that's not milk, 90% of the time it's water). He wanted his. I asked Zoe to go get it. She paused momentarily and then ran off to the kitchen. Sure enough she comes back with it and hands it to RaRa (her pet name for Roman). Then she went back to her juice. I was half listening, but as soon as she pointed at herself I realized she was saying "Zoe". I'd never really seen her point to herself in self recognition before, so that was kind of cool.

Ah, good times, even though your Mom gets overwhelmed and tired and cranky and "AAARGH!" sometimes.
1 comment:
Delightful photo journal.
So appreciate seeing.
annie
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