Buba, it’s that time of year again where we are outside in the fresh air and any chance we get with the sun shining we are in it. I think this is when you come alive most at this time of year. While cooped up all winter you get a bit restless in the same four walls everyday. I can already see you change this week as you have been outdoors more. We spent a few hours collecting rocks, kicking the ball, chasing bugs in the grass, and gardening with Granny. No kid should ever have to stay in so much but the weather has been shocking and you and your sister full of colds/flus/croup. I watched you playing there by yourself and thought you will soon be in school all day. These afternoons out back will be kept for the weekends and I really want to make the most of you still at home with us. So I will ignore the little tantrums you seem to be having over the little things and focus on these particular moments where you shine.
Missy Moo, I have felt bad for you lately with you brother’s new found act of torture. The many bumps, bruises, scrapes and even your eye being cut open recently, I am half attempt to bubble wrap you. You have become your brothers bouncing ball play toy and we are constantly trying to jump in between you two at the moment. But you insist on playing with the big boys and follow your brother and his friends around like a shadow and therefore are in the line of action when these said boys decide to wrestle, go on the trampolines and do rough boy things. It reminds me so much of me and my brother and our sibling dynamic. I was his shadow and followed him and his friends around for years. I think that’s where I get my tough side so I am not complaining one bit (although I think my brother would have a few complaints). The one thing I do know is you have more love for outdoors then I have ever seen your brother have. You would stay out there for days and days come rain or shine while your brother is a bit more choosy of the weather. You are starting to talk more now. I was getting worried for awhile that you weren’t talking enough at your age. I know every child is different and maybe it’s just a second child thing where your brother does the talking for you. But either way it’s nice to hear new words from you each week and you finding your voice.
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