I keep ending up with stashes of photos that can only be classified as “Things I Love About Summer” so I thought I should dump some here. You don’t mind, right?
We’ve been having breakfast most mornings outside, on what I’ve been calling the terrace. Doesn’t breakfast on the terrace have a lovely ring to it? I mean, there’s no terracing involved, but work with me here. Whatever you call it, we get to play outside before it’s blazing hot and we don’t have to wash hands or high chair trays or anything after we’re doing eating, just go play some more. The ants are getting exceedingly well fed, and I’m getting shockingly lax about how long I’ll be ok with the children eating something after it’s fallen on the ground(really only dry stuff…hmm. oh. ew) but small price to pay, right?
I was going to say it’s really only dry stuff(cereal, toast) but then I remembered that Ascher spilled the last of his oatmeal on the way back inside a couple days ago and was playing with it in the gravel, and then went to slide and then when I had him clean it up 20 minutes later he started eating it again. Hmm. Yum. o.O (I did stop him…)
Let’s face it, there really is no graceful way to say I let my kids eat off the ground so often that they don’t know when they shouldn’t. Or to say that occasionally I forget to, until it’s already in my mouth and I’m like, eh, germs are already in now!
They love sunglasses, but only inside. Because that makes sense.
Ascher has been enjoying his sidewalk chalk. He scribbles for a bit, then carries it around in its little bucket, then starts throwing it everywhere which is code for, “We’re done with chalk now!” Wilona’s favorite part is biting it. EEEEWWWW.