Sam came down from his “nap” to have a snack with me as I checked my email. The following conversations were had in a 5 minute timespan over a bowl of Lays Classic Potato Chips.
“Mom, do you know what “pay” means? It means when the police come and arrest you and put you in the dungeon and put the arm things on you. That what the bad pay means.”
“Good pay means someone gives you money and it’s good.”
A MINUTE LATER:
He suddenly said, “Mom, watch me dance like a ballerina” – followed by a beautiful twirl. He looked up me and said, “A super hero kind of ballerina mommy, not a girl one!” OH yeah, I know what you’re talking about…
Nevi, look there’s the baby’s belly button (pointing to mine) and said, “Nevi, there’s a baby in there, but it’s all covered up”
Our time together has been so different this year: No trips to the East Coast to see family, no dips in the Atlantic or hikes in NC with cousins, but we have loved every minute of you!
We had some great birthday celebrations (Nevi turned 2 and Jane turned 7!)
We enjoyed many visits from the ice cream man (Notice Nevi’s puffy eyes from crying out of fear of the “ife freem man”) at Aunt Mim’s house?
We had a great visit with Papa and Grammy
Some of us even learned new tricks!
We had a week full of fun with our DC and State College cousins
playing new games
Going through the slip and Slide
Spending lots of time in the water!
And many hours swimming, from the community pool with the Blacks, to a movie night floating on tubes at the club pool with the Darrah’s, and countless hours at Stan and Joni’s. Once, Janie even said to me, “Do we have to swim EVERY day???” Poor girl…
Elli loved to touch her toes to the bottom
Janie perfected her dive and made tons of new friends
Sam learned to swim on his own and “borrow” snacks from other members
Nevi waited patiently for Mommy to swim with her. She also learned to say, “Ring Pop”
SO LONG, MY FRIEND! WE WILL BE ANXIOUS
TO SEE YOU AGAIN NEXT YEAR!!!
I was walking down the stairs toward the kitchen this morning as I passed Nevi walking up. When she got to the top of the stairs, she said “Hol, Hol me mommy” (hold me mommy) and I instantly got annoyed – why did she have to walk to the top of the stairs, just so I would turn around and bring her back down? My body was sore and tired, and I wasn’t too happy. Despite my feelings, I allowed her to jump into my arms, and as I did, she wrapped her little arms tightly around my neck and said, “You’re my est fend mommy!” Translation: You’re my my best friend mommy!
What a little wake up call for me – what if I had ignored her request and told her to come down on her own? I would have missed the sweetest words ever!