the other end

A very bittersweet day. Obviously because it was our last. Not so obviously because we spent the first half of it wearing our Grouchy Gus faces before finally snapping out of it and enjoying ourselves. I can never tell who starts the crabby moods since we’re both so malleable to each others vibe, but I tend to accept that it’s probably me, being the crotchety oldster that I am. And I will admit having had a few cane-shaking moments this trip. Thank goodness we were able to snap out of it fairly early today, and thank goodness the rains cleared so that it was that much easier to do.  A trip to the playground is balm for both our souls (so, thankgoodnessx3 that I was able to eventually find one.)

I've been thinking about making one big post featuring all the things Nico has been drawing/writing lately, but that would really take some organization on my part. Lately he's been really into connecting his letters, almost like he's trying to write cursive. wtf? who teaches him this stuff, seriously. Oh, and this says "I love you" in case you can't tell. You'll note that I take pictures of this particular message a lot, however it's not all that he writes.

I had to pull out the ice scraper this morning before I could drive us out to breakfast. At the restraunt, I didn't think any of it when he told me that this was a sky scraper. However, when he started shoving it around in the air and said, "see! I'm scraping the sky with it" I did have to chuckle.

 

blessed playground

 

Where do you live Nico?

 

Beach Boy

 

Concentration

 

I Love You

 

He started following this group of older women for a while. Maybe because they walked on one of his "i love you"s. Maybe because they were cute? No clue.

 

He asked me to draw a "talking bubble" and a "thinking bubble." and then wrote "I love you" and "I love you too." in their respective places.

 

Beach Boy

~ by radishly on November 14, 2009.