Sunday, July 31, 2011

The sound of grass

Have you ever listened to the grass after it rains? It sounds like pop rocks on a tongue. I imagine that it is the water evaporating, making the blades of grass "uncrinkle" back to it's regular shape.
Anyways, where am I getting this from? Well let's just say Easton makes me stop and smell the roses quite a bit...
This past weekend I helped decorate a chapel for a youth activity. Of course Easton was with me and twenty minutes into decorating, Easton started fussing. So I took him outside to put him to sleep. Can't tell you why but nature soothes this boy. As there was nowhere to put him down for a nap, I took a seat under a tree once he conked in my arms. That's when I heard the grass.
My point? This is one of the reasons why I love kids... Originally I was a little put out that I had to stop decorating and put Easton asleep. But then really enjoyed being left to my own thoughts with my baby boy nestled in my arms. And I feel like thats what kids help adults do... They help us to forget ourselves and help us notice different things around us.

So thanks Easton for making me stop and hear the grass!

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Dr. appointments

So Easton had his second dr appointment here in Mexico. Nothing too out of the ordinary, except apparently one leg seems longer than the other. Took an Xray and we will hear more about it at the next visit... But that prob sounds a lot worse than it is. The dr thinks it's not a big deal and I'm thinking it's a discrepancy that will work its way out...
No that wasn't the interesting part, the best part was Easton laughing through the entire visit! What kid likes to go to the dr? He seriously flirted with the dr and giggled during the physical. I guess I'm a lucky mom for that! He had his second set of vaccines as well. Both times he just pouts for five seconds and then is right back to his normal self! What a surprise! I almost look forward to the next visit as my kid is better than his normal self!

Man, Eman sure likes getting out of the house, even if it means a dr visit!