Not sure who had more fun this weekend...Bug, family, or myself watching the whole laughing mess unfold....
My parents and sister flew into town to join my other sister and her husband's family for a big ol' happy mess of fun. Above, Bug is watching his maternal grandparents fall to the floor at the end of "ring around the rosie." He's choosing to let them fall...heck if I just mastered walking just last year, I'd let everyone else fall too.
My parents and sister flew into town to join my other sister and her husband's family for a big ol' happy mess of fun. Above, Bug is watching his maternal grandparents fall to the floor at the end of "ring around the rosie." He's choosing to let them fall...heck if I just mastered walking just last year, I'd let everyone else fall too.
One of the things that I pray that Bug knows about himself as he ages is the utter joy that is at his core. Sometimes unbridled as he tries to find his Auntie's face under her hair.
Sometimes with concentration that only a one-and-some-year-old can muster at the act of figuring out how to open a present. But always, he spent a good part of his first two years looking at the world with strong and solid joy. I hope he never, ever lets anyone take that away from him. I am so honored that I get to remember the wonderful gifts at my own core as I watch him grow. I wonder what good things number two will bring our way???