On days where we are home all day, I always try and make sure Geddy and I get a chance to go to the park. Today, I wanted to go to a different park than our usual (it's slightly further away) only to find that the sprinklers were on. How dumb was that? It was 9 am and they had the sprinklers running. Why not water the grass at night when no children would want to play on the playground. So stupid. So, I was annoyed, to say the least, but we decided to make the best of it. At this park they actually have a great path winding throughout the whole thing. So, I pulled Geddy out of his stroller and let him walk free.
|My Little Wonder.|
Now, my Little Dude is a free spirit. I am constantly redirecting him and trying to rangle him and sometimes, he just needs to adventure "on his own" (with Mama a few steps behind but hands off). He played under trees, dug mud out of the side walk cracks with his tiny fingers, play in the dirt, watched ants, all while I watched a few steps behind him. He needed to lead the way and have "yes" time. "Yes" you can get dirty and run in the grass and just adventure like a boy should.
It was such a positive experience for Geddy and myself. He was so happy and on the way home, he helped me push the stroller. I could tell that he felt like he was working hard and getting something done. What a treasure.
|Love little dudes in Chuck Taylors.|
While we were out, Geddy tripped and skinned his knees a little bit. The funny thing is, unlike most children who would want you to come to their aid and give loves when they are hurt, Geddy becomes enraged. He tripped and started crying a bit so I came over to him to console him but it just made him more angry. He tried hitting the sidewalk and then came over to me and tried to swat my leg. He gets so frustrated when he gets hurt like that. It happens often, he doesn't like being consoled. Does anyone else's kids do this? How do you help them when they are hurt?