Little Buddy's swing set is all set up and ready to go. It is tiny, just his size.
He loves the swing, but sure does not like the steering wheel inside the little platform area.
It makes a clicking sound we just are not sure about yet.
The most fascinating thing for him was crawling around in the grass with my shoes on his feet. He also loves to do that in the house. Most kids his age love to walk around in their parents shoes, since he is not walking, crawling is his way to do it and also be age appropriate. Notice the little photo bomber (another bomb term I do not like) in the picture above. How about photo surpriser.
Through the grass, on the pavers, round and round we go.
Max sure had a great time being outside with all of us. Max and Little Buddy were very tired after this little excursion outside.
Yesterday after Little Buddy's afternoon nap, when the swing set was ready, and we took him outside to see it together as a family, this is the conversation that followed.
Teenager: "What is that in the tree?"
Me: "I decorated our tree with yarn, it is called a yarn bombing, it's cool and happens everywhere."
Teenager: Huge eye roll. "Everywhere?"
Husband; "Seriously? Does it hurt the tree?"
Me: "Are you serious????"
Teenager: "It happens everywhere? I have never heard of it." Continue eye roll, with a bit of disgust on his face.
Me: "Google it and you will see it, and realize I am very cool."
Insert smirks from both husband and son.
Me: "It is nice to know my self-esteem is high enough that I really don't care what you two think!"
Do you see what I am working with here? I am worried that my neighbor's think I am batty and quirky when all along it is my family. I am surrounded by males who just don't get it. At least I still have Max, he loves to be outside with me and does not care a flip if I am decorating the tree. Little Buddy is too young to do the eye roll, but I know it will be coming when he gets older. I bet my older two teach it to him as soon as they can.