Daddy may have gone back to work, but it doesn't feel like vacation is over. Today we went to the beach, stopping first at Martha's for lunch. It was our first time tackling the beach with just Mommy, Natey and Luke, and it went better than expected. Luke made a friend immediately- a little girl named Kylie. Thankfully, Kylie's grandpa kept a close watch over the kids, leaving me free to keep Nate from walking straight into the Pacific. If I haven't said it before, Nate is FEARLESS; he walks into the waves cracking up, flailing his arms and legs, sitting then jumping, eating sand and inhaling salt water with glee. Ever protective, Luke would run over, screaming, "Look at my baby! He's crazy! Nate, you're crazy! Be careful!"
After the beach, we came home and just hung out in the backyard. The swingset was the best investment ever. Both the boys love playing on the swings, the sliding down and climbing up the slide, and scaling the ladder into the fort. It is no wonder I fall into bed every night.
Always grateful for my time at home with the boys, lately I have been proud of mastering the "do nothing" philosophy of parenting. While we have many fun outings, we are also good at having many hours of unstructured play time at home. I think this is so important to raising kids. I am not the mom who shuttles her kids from errand to errand all afternoon- in fact, I can think of nothing more dreadful than that. And although I love playing with my boys, I am also not the mom who sits and play endlessly with the kids, shoving toy after toy in their faces. When Luke was little, I did this more often, wanting him to have stimulation and learning opportunities. Now, Luke offers that stimulation to Nate, and together they make their own adventures. As it should be.
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