As you can probably tell by my new blog header, I have decided that Summer is here. I know the first official day hasn’t arrived quite yet, but my frame of mind has shifted, and so, for me, Summer it is.
We had corn on the cob with dinner tonight. It was Simon’s first time eating corn like this. It is the best way to eat it if you ask me, and I do believe he agreed. No butter or anything, just the pure, sweet corn. He also took bites from a green pepper like it was an apple and loved that too. No picky eating for my little guy today. It was quite the dinner victory for this Mumma.
All of this Summer thinking has me longing for some picnics at the ocean. Living in Maine, this is something I always look forward to, and that we haven’t really done since Simon was born. The only beaches we have taken him to have been lakes, and while those are lovely, it just doesn’t quite compare.
In the meantime, until our schedule will align with the weather for such an outing, we have still been trying to get outside. Simon and I spent quite a chunk of time the other day examining various bugs in the yard. (I had to explain why bees are not safe to touch.) Jeramy and I have spent time pushing him on his tricycle around the driveway. (His feet still don’t quite reach the pedals.) I also now have to make a habit of checking his little pockets whenever I do laundry, because he is always shoving rocks in there, any chance he can get. (I have found quite a few squeaky clean rocks in my washing machine recently.)
Between the bugs, the rocks, and the wonderful sunshine…yes, my Summer has arrived.