This weekend was...
a leisurely morning of coffee, scones, and bacon. Silas really, really wanted some bacon. Then off to the Farmer's Market where we anxiously awaited the appearance of strawberries. Still not yet. Sitting in the grass in the shade listening to some market music and watching the little one dance and clap. We do love to clap. He also loves to study the older kids as they climb in the trees, making mama nervous about when he will decide that it's his turn. Fresh-squeezed lemonade and a cinnamon roll. Second breakfast. Naps with the breeze bringing bird song in the window. An afternoon a deux when papa got called into work. Luckily, he made it home for the tail end of dinner and before bedtime. He also brought ice cream treats for mama. Nice work, papa.
Papa was rewarded for his hard work and kind deeds by catching Silas' cold. Summer sniffles. A first-time signing of "potty." Mama hoping this is the start of things to come. A lazy day mostly spent on the porch playing with water. This little boy of mine does like to be outside. He howls at the door every morning. Once out, pointing to the part of the yard he wants to explore that day. Gathering bits that he finds important. This day it was to the berry patch to pick what the birds have left. One. By. One. And a stone so deliberately placed; the beginning of his first cairn.
Joining Amanda at The Habit of Being.