The Best Weekend of Spring.
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Remember the last time I saw Baby Z? It's been since Thanksgiving. And my heart has been breaking ever since. He is the love of my life. He is what keeps my cold, hard, heart beating, when I don't want it to beat. It's been six months since I have held him. I wasn't surprised he didn't recognize me, but it hurt. Oh, how it hurt. They got there late on Saturday night and he was in no mood to entertain anyone. We finally just decided to go to bed and see what happened in the morning. My brother brought him into my bedroom at 7 a.m. He wasn't so sure what to think of me and scurried off to grandma and grandpa's room to snuggle in bed with them. Mom and dad needed to sleep in.
And daddy's old "work bench?" Holy. I love it! Grandpa showed me how to take the "nails" out by using the back of the hammer. Wow!
When mommy and daddy got up, I wanted to sit at the counter. They tied me in with a dishcloth. Silly grandma. I squiggled my way out of it in two minutes and was standing on the counter in three. Doesn't she know I'm Houdini?
Daddy's glasses make things look so funny! I love them!
Grandma and Grandpa got me my first tent. It has a tunnel! Curious George and I crawled and giggled and chased Aunt Kate through it for hours this morning.
See? She doesn't really fit in there, but whatever. We were playing.
I found Grandma's lazy susan. It spinned and spinned and spinned and spinned. Fast, slow, inbetween. It is so amazing! The napkins and butter ended up on the floor, but Grandma doesn't care. She loves me too much.
And then well? I got so sleepy. Daddy was so cozy. And mommy and Aunt Kate were catching up, so I fell asleep. Daddy, Grandpa and me on the couch. That's how it's supposed to be, right?
When it was time for dinner, Daddy laid me down in the tent. It was my first camping trip and I didn't even know it. I love Curious George. I change his diaper and cuddle him all the time.
Aunt Kate and Daddy? They are from the same family, did I tell you that?
He has a way of ignoring you. He is sly like that. But so cheerful about it. He knows an incredible amount of sign language, which is what his mom and dad wanted for him. Bananas, all done, and down! And then we started to play. Grandma and Grandpa picked up a scooter that lights up and talks and beeps when you press the buttons. Enamored. That's the right word.
And daddy's old "work bench?" Holy. I love it! Grandpa showed me how to take the "nails" out by using the back of the hammer. Wow!
When mommy and daddy got up, I wanted to sit at the counter. They tied me in with a dishcloth. Silly grandma. I squiggled my way out of it in two minutes and was standing on the counter in three. Doesn't she know I'm Houdini?
Daddy's glasses make things look so funny! I love them!
Grandma and Grandpa got me my first tent. It has a tunnel! Curious George and I crawled and giggled and chased Aunt Kate through it for hours this morning.
See? She doesn't really fit in there, but whatever. We were playing.
I found Grandma's lazy susan. It spinned and spinned and spinned and spinned. Fast, slow, inbetween. It is so amazing! The napkins and butter ended up on the floor, but Grandma doesn't care. She loves me too much.
And then well? I got so sleepy. Daddy was so cozy. And mommy and Aunt Kate were catching up, so I fell asleep. Daddy, Grandpa and me on the couch. That's how it's supposed to be, right?
When it was time for dinner, Daddy laid me down in the tent. It was my first camping trip and I didn't even know it. I love Curious George. I change his diaper and cuddle him all the time.
Aunt Kate and Daddy? They are from the same family, did I tell you that?
7 comments:
He's a sweetie. Looks like a lot of fun!
Oh that is so sweet! Love it. Made me miss my little guy being so little. And then I remembered diapers.
What fun - what discoveries! Love seeing thing through the eyes of a child. Glad you got your Baby Z fix, finally!
What a little darling! The world looks so different when viewed through the eyes of a child.
I'm glad you got your fix. :)
My oldest "baby" just turned 18. EIGHTEEN! How did that happen? I keep thinking I'm not getting any older but my children continue to prove me wrong...
I bet it was the best weekend ever! Such a cutie!
Awesome!!! Looks like fun. :)
That child's curly hair slays me. SLAYS. ME.
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