Cleats and Bubbles

Okay, this title is a strange combination but today involved a few errands and some playtime with DS#3 who is clearly missing his big brothers and sister on school days. One of those errands was going out to get a second set of cleats for DS#1. With him having training both at school and with his club team I am concerned that having to take the cleats back and forth could result in some, well, memory errors.

Why do I mention this here? Because DS#1 is now at an age where he understands more what his parents do for him and actually appreciates it. Now, he is never overly emotional in one direction or the other, but he clearly appreciated the new cleats, understands their cost, and the effort to get them. This recognition and appreciation shows that he is growing in more ways than just physically. In any case, I really enjoyed it.

Now, the cleats (and a few other things I bought at Soccer Locker) were just one of the errands DS#3 and I ran this morning before heading to the park and then back home to blow bubbles in the back yard. It was a pleasant morning and he loved playing in the park, even without other children around while we were there. Then when I asked him if he wanted to go home and play in the backyard he said "Yeah" with his characteristic full body nod and started walking toward the car. Once home he wanted to blow bubbles so outside we went. He was content blowing bubbles for 15-20 minutes before going on to play with other things.

Meanwhile, I decided that his ability to blow bubbles was cute enough to go inside and grab the camera. I took a lot of pictures-my tactic for trying to get a good one- and I think these turned out very well. I really wanted to get a picture showing his face through one of the large bubbles he was blowing but I couldn't quite get the shot I wanted. This one shows his focus though, and I just love it. I also love how casually he sits in the first picture blowing away.

I was going to post about something else, but whatever it was slipped my mind. Tomorrow my dear wife is on back-up/late call so, to make a long story short, tomorrow afternoon will not be terribly relaxing. If I take more pictures, and have time, I'll try to post again.