So what's new, what's been happening? Absolutely nothing.
In my younger years, I was quite the thrill seaker. I could not stay in the house for fear I was missing something.
These days... I get home from work, shut the door, and that's it. I live in a 60's era environment. My husband walks thru the door at 7:10, and I am putting the dinner on the table. Timed.... My kids tell me there's something wrong with me (you know I agree!), butI tell them, they need to look for a wife who will do the same (Good luck suckers!)
Our excitement has been rollerskating, swimming, and walks in the woods. Sound like I'm filling out a personals ad. The beauty is, we found the rink in our neighboorhood, it only costs $7.00, and Brent and I can walk Ben around the rink without having to put on skates. He seems to enjoy it, and is doing as well as any of the "typical" kids we see. He'll have his moments of adventourous and drop our hands. We're so proud, and the smile on his face says he is too. Swimming... same as ever. He's a flipping, twirling dervish, and Brent and I are like to toads. We sit there with nothing but our heads sticking out of the water. It could not be described as any form of exercise whatsoever for us, but boy, does Ben sleep those nights.
Walks in the woods are my idea. The hard part is getting on your shoes and out the door. Once we do, we completely enjoy it. We bring the dog, who has this strange ass habit of not going to the bathroom anywhere but our yard. Thanks for that! Ben throws rocks in the water, climbs a tree, and still rides in his coach. He would never walk that far (I think), and has no issue with climbing in and being pushed. The fact that he'll be six soon.... details...
Additionally, he's learned to be quite polite when asking for something. The old "WANT MILK!" has been replaced with "I'd like milk please." how nice. The old "TUBBY!" has now been replaced with "I'd like to take a bath in the tub please". Now some may think that this is additional learned language, etc. I know he's just figured out how to wrap us even tighter around that little finger of his. He's so freaking adorable, the words no would seem profane! Remember he's often asking for milk at 4am, while he sleeps smack dab between Brent and I, for the last 9 months......romance? I swear I don't remember what the word is. I've decided tht Brent and I could be brother and sister, and nothing much would change... but that's a rant I'll go on another day.
Now with it being Friday, and I have no forseeable plans, I guess we'll be skating, swimming, and doing Ben's bidding for another wonderful weekend. I hope at least!
