But the summer weather turned back to spring today and, while I normally LOVE the hot summer weather, I'm hanging onto these last few weeks of my winter baby. For some reason the change of season just made me really sad that I won't ever get a winter back with my baby boy. I can't believe how fast they grow. Watching our son do and learn new things is by far the most amazing and emotional miracle that we've ever been blessed to experience.
Saturday we enjoyed what I realized was our first real family outing apart from visiting and errand running. We went over to City Island and walked around there (they have a baseball and soccer fields, both had games that evening, an arcade, mini golf, mini playground like village for kids, a train ride and of course its an island so water and boats). He seemed to enjoy taking it all in watching everyone, and we enjoyed a nice walk.
Our secret is out, now everyone can see the chunky legs!!
Sunday he also had his first picnic when Grandma and Grandpa Jeff came over for burgers on the grill.
Some day he'll thank me for this.... but I have to share my poop stories (every mom has them!) cause we had some classics last week. (And I even splurge for Pampers!) The night after we had to cut a onsie off him cause it just wasn't worth pulling over his head spreading poop everywhere, we had one even worse. After wiping it several times off his bottom, back, arms, legs, feet, belly... and my arms, hands, under my fingernails, etc... I finally got him in the tub playing with daddy. After I washed out the clothes he had been wearing and went over to hang them on the side of the tub to dry, I was telling him what a stinky boy he was and his reaction was to politely turn to me and burp in my face... Daddy was proud; I said a quiet prayer that I have a dainty little girl next time...the joys of boys!!