Having a Sensitive Child and Being a Sensitive Adult
Dinner was done Pajamas were on. Books were read. Boys were tucked in and Jenny…
Sorry I am stuck on calling Baby K … just that Baby K and probably will forever but he is three and he is a BIG KID NOW. We had this discussion by the swingset about him being a kid now and me not being allowed to call him Baby K anymore, sigh.
I love spending time with my boys, especially this past week. Normally they would be at each other badly having Aj out of school and all but they actually had a lot of quality time together. On our walk around the pond, they had to see who could balance better than the other & laughed at each other instead of arguing over who was balancing better.
They thought it would be really cool to hang out in the mud puddle in the driveway, their sister quickly ran away for they were splashing her with mud and she was all set on that.
The last part of their times outdoors playing nicely together was when the little one decided to get his dad’s tow strap and pull his big brother around the driveway…
Not only did K pull his brother around but after this I pushed the car while Aj was on top and K was pulling with the tow strap, we hit a bump and I caught Aj keeping him from nearly falling off face first. We cracked up laughing so hard.
Such wonderful memories of my sons hanging out without any quarrels!