We are very fortunate to live in a city where the seasons are forever changing. With each new season, I find myself longing for the next. At the end of a hot summer, the idea of cooler air, colorful leaves and apple cider sound like heaven. Once our house is decorated with our annual christmas tree pick, the boys scream for snow. Nothing better – inches of fresh snow just waiting to be rolled into. But let’s get honest here, in Cleveland, the winter months stretch far beyond their welcome and the need for spring and non-hypothermic temperatures is becoming a need not a want. Spring 2014 was a pretty one for sure, plenty of rain followed by higher temps pushing us straight into our bathing suits, leaving us craving lemonade and days at the pool.
Lack of pool at The Thome Home has left the boys to get into a bit of trouble lately…
Brody and Owen have pushed my buttons pre-summer weather with sneaking out the hose and making life-size mud puddles in our already mess of a backyard. So when mom recommended they fill up buckets and get a little energy out they were cracking up so hard they could have fallen over.
Their hose dreams came true over the weekend at a community ice cream social. Our downtown area was decked out with kids, ice-cream, firetrucks and games. The boys were glowing. It was so sweet to see them loving on their new surroundings just as much as they mom and dad. Once we walked over to take pictures at the fire truck, the boys were googly-eyed once they noticed a street blocked off for kids to test a REAL fire hose with a firefighter. Does it get much better than that for a kid? I think not!
The rainbow that appeared during Owen’s turn made his face light up. It was such a nice evening! Once we got home, we ate dinner and played a hysterical game of simon says with the kids. We had the boys rolling with laughter as they got their giggles out before bed time.
Lessons learned through this post? Give the kids a damn hose. I would get so agitated when I would turn the corner to their sneaky little butts giggling away as they stood in what was grass, now turned swamp land. The summer has just begun, and I want nothing short of an amazingly-fun-memorable summer for these boys in their new house. So I need to take down my keep it clean hat and let the boys be boys. Say goodbye to dry land and embrace this fascination with mud.
In my next life, can you please be my mom? 🙂