This weekend I had been thinking of what I would post for the A-Z Photo challenge on Flickr Comments by FrizzText , and I ended up taking a number of photos that would have fit the theme.
Mr C. took over the hose in the backyard and wanted to Water the flowers in the garden. He also managed to water his shoes and pants as well, which is what usually happens when he has the hose, but that’s OK. He then wanted to use the hose to Wash my car. The pine pollen had been raining down on us and he wanted to see what would happen if he sprayed the hose on the ‘yellow dots’ that were covering my car. What happened was the yellow dots ran off the car onto the driveway and he managed to spray his shirt as well but that’s OK too. He then wanted to Weed the flower bed too. So he pushed his ride-on dump truck around the garden, pulling weeds from among the flowers and placing them into the back of the dump truck. He mistook most of the just recently sprouted Dahlias as weeds and pulled them off too, but that’s OK. ‘They will grow back Dada!’ he said. Meanwhile I was following him around with my Iphone taking what seemed to be hundreds of photos. Later in the day I brought him in the house dripping wet, soaked shoes, shirt, and pants, but happy with the photos. It was good that we were able to get out since it’s been raining here ever since so we’ve been stuck inside since Saturday afternoon. But that’s OK, at least the pollen is gone now.
Problem is I’m having trouble downloading the photos from my phone so I’m going with a somewhat older photo of him walking in the woods. But that’s OK! I still like this photo a lot. I think it was taken in early April of this year. The leaves are not quite out on the trees, but it’s warm enough for us to be out without jackets. We’re walking through a wooded section of a park nearby. He’s dragging his feet on the trail so he can push the fallen leaves ahead of him, making that distinctive whoosh sound that leaves make. C likes to walk down this trail to get to a river where he throws rocks and stick in to watch them flow downstream. Sometimes he finds sticks and rocks in places far away from the park, such as in the parking lot of the supermarket or library. He likes to either carry them home with us or put in the car, in order to use them later at this river. I could watch him throw those sticks and rocks in the river for hours.
Why am I writing ‘But that’s OK’ so much? It’s C’s new favorite phrase! He must have gotten it from me. Zen parenting I guess.