Jonas learned how to hold Angus, but I don't think Angus is too happy about it.
These brothers are always together and are learning how to play together.
Angus doesn't like to share the hose, so Jonas sits back and waits 'till it's free. He has to wait a really long time because Angus doesn't let go. He's not too good with sharing, yet. He'll give you the food off of his plate, but never the hose!
We spent the afternoon at grandma 'tricia's house. The boys and I showed up, swim trunks in hand, ready for irrigation time.
Jonas knew exactly where to go - to one of the muddiest spots in the yard. He had his beach toys in tow and walked through the jungle. I followed. Soon, Angus and grandma joined in.
The boys got all muddy, while Patricia and I treated our feet to an all natural smooth mud soak. We sat out there talking, listening to Angus' "oohs" and jonas' stories.
We took no photos, even though we thought about pulling out the camera. Now, it is a sweet summer memory. We enjoyed the afternoon, which soon turned into evening, and each others company. Our good time made the heat bearable.
After some yummy quesadillas, more talking and a few games of spongebob later, it was time for us to head home, but it sure was nice being together on this warm June day.
There is a little boy who keeps on waking up every five to ten minutes. His name is Angus. His cold may be the cause. Nothing pleases him for minutes, then he falls asleep again and he looks peaceful. Then, again, he's awake.
(Chinese food and sherbet. Doesn't get any better than this.)
We showed up at the shop with rainbow sherbet, cones and an ice cream scoop. We thought of surprising Miah with dessert. He's been working really hard these past few weeks trying to finish up two motorcycles. They are looking really good. His time and labor are shining through them. We miss him!
I've told Jonas about the oil spill in the Gulf. He's seen photos of birds covered in oil, asked questions about what happens to them. He knows it's a bad thing that's happening. Today, he and Philip were playing outside, then he said, "let's play oil spill in Arizona." They pretended the mud was the oil and that they were rescuing animals. He stepped in a mud hole and said, "Hurry, help me. I'm covered in oil. I'm going to die."
What a disaster. To think about what that dark liquid is doing to all the living things, the water, the beaches, the marshes. Oh, and the smell.
This is what Angus was doing during their pretend play in the mud. He was busy trying to ride this tricycle sans diaper.