spt: people I love
Today I played a bit with my little friends. And realized that I too often forget the beauty of simple silliness, tending my tasks rather than enjoying their imaginations.
So I had them dancing for their hot dogs & toasting to their friendship (a surprisingly solemn undertaking for these four).
When the Martinelli's disappeared (rather quickly), I stepped inside to refill the bottle with water. And heard them yelling crazily to golfers they could see from their perch.Hugely embarrassed by their uninteligible screaming, I told them to speak with polite words. Well, what I should have told them was to not speak at all. Because this was when they really became friendly with the folk on Hole 4.
"Hi." "Make sure you have a safe drive home when you finish." "I love you." "I sure hope you're having a good time." "It's nice to see you in our backyard today."
I could hardly reprimand them to silence. Because I remember being 5. This was a good day.
Reader Comments (25)
And I meant to comment below, but I LOVE all the woodwork. I told Tom he needs to work with wood. Someday he says.
I also love toasts & need to incorporate that in to my family.
Loving the toasts. I'll have to teach my kids that. It would be so great.
:)
aunt amy's is the fun house, i can tell!