We passed two young girls this afternoon, as I pulled the boys in the wagon.
"Your baby dropped something!" Offered the younger one. I looked back at the path we'd travelled and saw the orange bubble-making wand I'd handed Naveen to distract him twenty minutes earlier.
"Thanks!" I said, picking it up. Then shaking my head I laughed while shrugging my shoulders and exclaimed "Babies!"
"They're adorable but they can be pains in the butt." agreed the older girl, who looked to be the wise old age of ten.
"Isn't that the truth," I shot back and took up the wagon's handle again.
"Mommy, can I have a popsicle?" asked Deaglan as we began to move.
"Yup, when we get back to our house." It didn't end there but I won't bore you with the five minute preschooler-to-Mom chat that had me answering questions such as Are we back home yet? and Why can't I have a popsicle right now? and After I have a popsicle will it be night time? and Why is that dog poop on the sidewalk?
And when we did finally get back to the house, I handed Deaglan a purple popsicle as promised and set Naveen on the grass to play. After fishing at least a quarter cup of sand out of his mouth, I took the camera out and shot these pictures.
It won't be long now. These free and easy Monday afternoons with my boys will be a thing of the past.
In less than a month I'll be back to work. And I know I'll be wishing that my two pains in the butt were right beside me.
I'm joining in on the prompt Sand over at The Red Dress Club.