I thought about writing the next installment in my 'A Letter' series, with the next one being A Letter for My Daughter, but I'm going to save that for when our due date gets a little closer. I thought about writing how people continue to reaffirm my disgust with humanity but that's too serious a topic and it's getting late. So what to write about? Favorite song, favorite TV show or how about favorite movie?
No what I wanted to write about tonight was my son and how he just continues to become more of a big boy with each passing day. During this quarantine, I've become all about taking care of my lawn (which I always have), maintaining and growing my new tree in the front yard & arriving in the next 7-10 days will be a raised garden bed, which him and I are both very excited about. That's right, he's become my little helper when it comes to watering the tree and flowers. Watching him get such a kick out of it and telling me it's time to go water the tree and the flowers is so cool.
Today I cut the grass and he was right alongside with me out there helping me by pushing his little bubble mower. It's in these little moments where I try to cast all the negativity out and realize that this is something special, these moments with my son are incredible and I wouldn't change them for anything. Then came the sprinkle (what he says), aka the sprinkler! We haven't gotten the sprinkler system activated yet so in the mean time we've been running the sprinkler the last few days and he's obsessed and of course telling me where to put it, when to run it, etc.
The pure joy he gets from the simplest things in an adult's eyes truly baffle my mind at times but as a father it's the greatest of joys to experience. I've had some negative days as of late and just being able to spend quality time with him is the right kind of medicine to get my head right. He's become quite the little parrot, so of course, I need to really watch what I'm saying because one slip and it's gonna get repeated.
So tonight, per our usual routine, we're horsing around and him and I are singing some random songs and I start singing rain rain go away. Well I like to do the funny version and sing if you don't I don't care, I'll pull down your underwear and what does he do? In the middle of our family room, pulls down not just his pants but underwear as well, and the wife and I just burst into laughter and of course so does he and he thinks he's the entertainer of the year! His laugh was amazing and of course he proceeded to do it again a couple more times and with each time, of course we're telling him you can't do that, but it's so hard not to laugh when your 3 year old is having a ball and laughing so hysterically.
It's hard to be away from him a lot and hopefully one day that will change, but in the mean time, the days at home with him have become more fun as he's gotten older, although at times, more stressful as well & with baby sister only 8 weeks away, I can't imagine multiplying all this by 2 in just a short 8 weeks.
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