Lboy and I have been out and about in his wagon the last few days. I get him all bundled up in his coats, gloves, hats, & shoes. It takes 20 minutes to dress him because he won’t stay still for 1 minute and he likes to “help” me get him dressed, which usually has the hat on his foot and the sock on his hand. After wrestling with him, I put him in the wagon and wrap him up in his John Deere blanket. We take the dog with us too and we have a nice, little family adventure walking around the block (with a toddler, dog, & a mom freezing her rear end off, it is an adventure!)
The first day we went out, I had on a million layers and I was nice and toasty. The second day, I wasn’t so warm. The first lap around the block I did fine. The second lap, I noticed that Lboy’s nose looked like it was going to freeze off, Giorgio was wheezing because it was so cold, and I was well, miserable. (I’ll check the temp the next time!)
That’s when I started dreaming about summer. I mean we humans love to dream about summer when it’s cold and when it’s hot as hades, we like to dream about the winter. We’re fickle like that aren’t we?
The summer thoughts led me to thinking about having people over to grill out. I started thinking that maybe I could make Todd wear a funny apron and chef hat. He could look cool with all his bbq accessories. Okay, so he probably won’t wear the hat or apron, but he would definitely use the other stuff. I know I would wear the apron and hat!
We’ll have tons of friends over and I’ll have all my cute, entertaining accessories that are “summery” and just make the house feel warm and cheerful, like this apple cutting board. My mom has this awesome bowl that is painted to look like a watermelon and she always had great food for us in the summers. I want to fill my house up with that kind of an inviting atmosphere.
Wishing it was warm weather had me thinking about late spring, early summer. Last spring Lboy and I would always go to the park, but he was only in the crawling stages. This year he’s going to be running around like crazy enjoying the freedom that only kids can enjoy. We’re going to pack awesome picnics in cute picnic baskets and eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. He’ll probably feed all his food to the dog, but hey, at least I’ll have the special moment for the memories and tons of pictures (which make for cute blog posts.)
The warm thoughts of food, having friends over, hot, summer weather helped me to finish the walk.
How did Lboy survive the walk? Well, he started like this.
And ended like this, much to the disapproval of the dog. Isn’t that just the way it goes?