One of the best things about having children is the ability to step back and watch them explore their world. Everything is new, everything is exciting. Now that the weather is warmed up again (ok, we had all of 3 weeks of winter...) we've been spending nearly all of our time out of doors. Some of it at the baseball field, some taking batting practice in the garage, some in the backyard.
This week Whit has encountered for the first time bees, dandelions and open windows. The bees are scary, especially when they buzz right next to your head. Dandelions are awesome although he cannot understand why Mama can get all of the seeds off and Whit can only get a few. Now for the open windows.... the weather is warm, but not overly hot, so I do what I expect every green Mama does in the spring - I open up the windows and turn on the fans - no AC for me until it's 80 degrees outside. This weekend Whit stumbled upon the open window and started pushing on the screen. He pushed so hard that the screen popped out of the window, followed shortly by his head. Whit understands doors, but the idea that part of the wall can open is still new to him. Now that I'm rolling down windows in the car and opening them in the house he is starting to understand them better. Still, when I went outside, with him inside and gave him a kiss through the open window a new game was born. Every day for the last 3 days we've played the window game. I must admit, as tiring as it can be to run back and forth from the window, out the kitchen door and back to the window, the dozen or so kisses that I receive are well worth it.
We've also recently pulled out and setup Whit's birthday present from last year - a sand and water play table. The first day I put sand in the table Whit spent at least 20 minutes just picking up the sand, throwing it across the deck, eating it... you know boys! It was quite a mess to clean up, but I didn't mind because he was so intrigued by feeling the sand, mixing it with water, throwing it.
The rest of our outdoor time is spent at the ball field. Whit loves to be there, thinks he owns the place and has everyone wrapped around his chubby little fingers. He's even been known to elicit a smile and a wave from Daddy in the dugout, a feat that no one else in our family has ever been able to do.
Now it's past time for me to be off to bed to prepare for yet another day of fun in the sun!