Fun at the Park
The weather has been nice lately and we've been going to a park near our apartment. I love going to the park because P can run around as much as he likes without breaking anything, and be as loud as he likes without me worrying about bothering the neighbors.
When P is at the park he's making noise almost continually. Sometimes he'll call, "Mama!" or "Dada!" but mostly it's just an excited, "Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
P isn't too sure about grass. Last summer he was too young to do much on the grass, and by the time he was scooting and crawling it was too cold to play outside. I guess grass feels dramatically different from carpet, cement, and the other synthetic ground coverings he's used to. Yesterday when we went to the park he touched it voluntarily, which was good.
Today when we went to the park it had rained in the morning, and he discovered mud. He had no qualms about touching that, believe me.
He's smiling almost constantly at the park.
He likes to climb up the slides...or try to, anyway. When there are no other kids around, we let him. He never gets anywhere, but he burns off some energy.
This is what you usually see...the back of him. He runs around exploring, and you just try to keep up.
I get weirdly emotional at the park. I guess it's partially because he looks so grown-up walking around, climbing on things, fearlessly exploring, swinging, sliding, and everything else. Plus I see all the other kids and realize that in a few years, P will be like them. Part of me wants to hold him at this age forever, but part of me can't wait to see what comes next.
When P is at the park he's making noise almost continually. Sometimes he'll call, "Mama!" or "Dada!" but mostly it's just an excited, "Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
P isn't too sure about grass. Last summer he was too young to do much on the grass, and by the time he was scooting and crawling it was too cold to play outside. I guess grass feels dramatically different from carpet, cement, and the other synthetic ground coverings he's used to. Yesterday when we went to the park he touched it voluntarily, which was good.
Today when we went to the park it had rained in the morning, and he discovered mud. He had no qualms about touching that, believe me.
He's smiling almost constantly at the park.
He likes to climb up the slides...or try to, anyway. When there are no other kids around, we let him. He never gets anywhere, but he burns off some energy.
This is what you usually see...the back of him. He runs around exploring, and you just try to keep up.
I get weirdly emotional at the park. I guess it's partially because he looks so grown-up walking around, climbing on things, fearlessly exploring, swinging, sliding, and everything else. Plus I see all the other kids and realize that in a few years, P will be like them. Part of me wants to hold him at this age forever, but part of me can't wait to see what comes next.
posted by Danulai at
1:22 PM
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2 Comments:
OMGosh -- he's getting so big! Like when did that happen??
I think it's great that he's willing to explore at the park and you're willing to let him!
By
GF, At
7:29 PM
See, it's posts like these that I read and it makes me almost - almost - want to have a kid. LOL.
When I was a kid I was terrified of leaves. I couldn't stand to hear them crunch beneath my feet and I would scream til somebody picked me up to carry me over them. I was a lovely child. :P
By
kite, At
10:01 AM
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