Now that the boys were used to the clippers, I decided to give them a try. I think their cuts turned out okay, if I do say so myself. 3/8 of an inch makes all the difference between short and red-neck short.
Now that the boys were used to the clippers, I decided to give them a try. I think their cuts turned out okay, if I do say so myself. 3/8 of an inch makes all the difference between short and red-neck short.





After they finish eating (and clearing their dishes) I send the boys to go wash their sticky hands. I hear a little too much fun going on and decide that it would be wise for me to check the damage, knowing they have been in the bathroom plenty long. I’m lucky this time – there is no water dripping down into the lower cabinet or all over the floor.

The car is packed and ready to go. From the looks of it, we are going on a two day trip, but no. We are only going five minutes down the road and will have to be back in time to drop Todd off for Preschool at 12:30pm.
10:40am (about half an hour later than I had hoped): “Who’s ready to go to the park?” “I am!” says Todd. “Me!!” says Ryan.

Todd, also, is trying new things. Six months ago, this distance was too great (and elevated) for Todd to span comfortably on his own. Now, he climbs with confidence.
Though I am sure they could play longer at the playground, it is 11:00am, and we won’t have much time for swimming. I encourage them to have one more swing before heading down to the water. 
Ryan immediately gets busy digging and driving his trucks in the sand.
Todd prefers to get in the water and takes his boat for a ride.
Though there is a crispness in the air, I am surprised by how warm the water still is. It is a perfect day. It is warm, but not too hot or humid; it is calm and peaceful and so relaxing.
Todd is trying to build a river, and won’t let Ryan jump in until it’s ready. Ryan is barely holding himself back.
Todd jumps in first and Ryan is close behind, but what happened to the water?
Todd puts his goggles on and instantly becomes a fish. “What do you see?” “Fish, and rocks, and … lots of things.” We talk about “nature” – the water, sand, shells, trees, butterflies, kingfisher, seagulls, terns. “Is a bridge ‘nature’?” “No.” “Is a boat ‘nature’?” “No.” “Is a dock ‘nature’?” “No.” “Yes, it is!” More “nature” explanations….
It is getting late and our perfect morning at the State Park must come to close. I had hoped for a nice picnic lunch under the pavilion, but couldn’t tear myself away from the shore to allow enough time for that. Rather, we quickly rinse off in the shower (where the water is not warm), get some dry clothes on, and finish eating in the car.
I am surprised that we actually make it to school on time. I take Todd to wash his hands before signing in (Preschool policy). Ryan, of course, has to wash his hands like his older brother, making sure that he uses his paper towel to turn off the faucet like Todd has been taught to do. Ryan would love to stay and play with the toys. It will be your turn soon enough, Ryan. Have a great day, Todd.
Mom and Ryan have a few minutes of together time before he goes down for a nap at 1:30pm. We get cozy in Ryan’s new hippopotamus tent which we set up for his birthday. Today’s book is I’m Taking a Trip on My Train. It quickly became a favorite of Ryan’s when we checked it out from the library a few weeks ago. I have already renewed it twice and will have to return it soon, much to Ryan’s dismay. He likes that the book tells a little story adding one line to the poem with each page, replacing key words with pictures after each page – the engineer’s hat, locomotive, caboose, tunnel, people, etc. He fills in the picture words as I read the story and he always finishes the last line: “I’m taking a trip on my train.”
Story time is over and it’s time to snuggle in for bed. Ryan has been testing Mom and Dad lately with last-minute requests before bed. I try to make sure he is ready with everything he “needs” for bed before I tell him good night. It looks like he has it all: his bug blanket, soft green blanket, dark blue blanket, and his snowman blanket which he brought in from the car after taking Todd to school; his puppy, little mousie, Copper, little sheepy, rooster, and soft Teddie; his water, and his socks (not pictured). Good night, Ryan. I love you.

Ryan wakes up from his nap, and Dad has come home from work a little early. Ryan decides to come with Mom to pick up Todd from Preschool. The day is still beautiful and I set up the little pool for the first time this year around 4:15pm. The boys have a great time playing with the hose, their dive sticks, and water guns. I watch them from the kitchen window while I start getting dinner ready.

5:00pm: dinner is almost ready, so the boys get out, dry off, and get dressed. Dad throws the Aerobie for the dogs and Copper decides to take a little swim himself now that the pool has been abandoned. What he doesn’t know is that this will inspire Brett to bathe both dogs. Ha ha.
We sit down as a family for a nice meal – something I have been really trying to make a priority lately. Brett goes over next door to help our neighbor install her microwave. Todd has finished eating and has cleared his dishes. He is patiently waiting for Ryan to finish his dinner so they can go next door also and see if Logan is home. Logan is the same age as Ryan and the boys have all become good friends and love to play together. Ryan is left at the table alone most days of the week while Mom cleans up the dishes. Though he usually finishes his dinner eventually, it has been difficult getting him to eat it in less than what feels like an hour!
Todd relaxes for a minute on our new little deck outside the sliding glass door that Brett installed two weeks ago. It has the best view from the house looking out to the golf course. What a perfect evening to sit and relax outside. Unfortunately, I have to get ready for practice and can’t join him. Every Monday during the school year I sing with a group at the local college. It is a small group of about 15 members and we perform a couple of times towards the end of each semester. This will be my fourth semester singing with them.
It is almost 6:00pm and I’m ready to go.
I come home about 8:15pm and find the boys asleep in their beds. It is so nice that the boys are comfortable with me leaving them now. In fact, Ryan has started to ask me occasionally if I can leave so that he can have a movie with Daddy. It has become a special treat for them. It is 11:00pm, and I go in to check on each of them before calling it a night. I whisper in their ears,
“Good night, Todd. I love you.”
“Good night, Ryan. I love you.”