Picnic Lunches

SO... I am a procrastinator, and typed this MUCH earlier in the week, and just uploaded pictures, so it is a little outdated, but I already had it written, so here it is!

Summer came for a visit yesterday, and it was lovely. Preston and I dressed in shorts, opened the windows, and did not set foot in the house until well after one o'clock. It was heavenly. The breeze was soothing and warm. He worked hard on dumping out sand that we just refilled in the turtle.  I worked on my tan. 

At some point he decided that he wanted to have Stud Lee take a bath with him, so he went out and started digging under the swing set, and dumped it on the back of the poor dog. Preston is crazy enough in the bath, don't think I will add the dog to the mix.

 


We even had a picnic for lunch.  Preston even wanted to eat early so that he could have a picnic. He spent most of lunch pointing out all the spots where "those crazy birds" pooped on his table. He did eat though without having to be begged or pleaded with.  I swear this kid is going through another growth spurt because he ate well at lunch after having two breakfasts. 

Then we topped the day off with swim lessons and T-Ball practice.  Swim lessons went a lot smoother than T-Ball, simply for the fact that by the time we got there he was spent.  The poor guy had a BIG day.  That much fresh air and activity would wear out anyone.  He only has one more swim lesson to go, and I am a little sad for him because he has loved it so much. He really loves playing in the water, and he even went under for the first time yesterday.  He had his ears completely in! He has been putting his face in like he has done it all his life, but never just gone straight down. His teacher asked him to touch the bottom, not sure if he made it, but he came back up sputtering.

We hightailed it home and encouraged vegging out in front of the tube, otherwise he would had been out running around, and wearing himself out completely before melting at practice. He did great for 90% of practice, but by the end he was a zombie.  He couldn't even focus on the pitcher while batting.  He is such a trooper, and I can't wait to see him on a day when he isn't beat. 

I just wish this kid would nap more so he isn't so tired on days like yesterday. I almost felt guilty sending him to preschool this morning. He melted twice before I got out the door because another kid knocked over the tower of blocks he built. I know part of it was that he had spring break last week and is out of his routine, but man, I felt like a meanie leaving him to figure it out!

It will be good to get back into routines though. He does best with routines. I am just so glad that the warm weather is coming back, slowly, but surely.  This has felt like such a long winter. We need some good outdoor time. 

Bet you can't find him!