I have been SO busy lately! Busy squeezing out the last bits of fun from summer, and busy getting stuff ready for the 3 sales I'm participating in. One was a yard sale at a friend's house. That was yesterday, and even though we didn't make much money, we got rid of a lot of stuff, so I'll call it a success. Now I have 2 consignment sales to get ready for, plus school shopping, plus vacation. I am loving August. If I'm honest, I had trouble with July. The unbearable heat and humidity took its toll on me. I was irritable and low on patience, and not enjoying my time with Dylan as much as I usually do. But, this month, I am back to my normal self. He seems back to his normal self, too (adults aren't the only ones affected by unbearable heat and humidity).
This past Wednesday was my favorite day of summer up to that point. It was the first day in the 70's since... I don't remember when! The air was perfect, the sun was shining, and my sweet boy and I set out to enjoy the outdoors. First, we went to the farm. It is the same farm that my parents took me to as a child, which always brings back so many memories. I walked along that same beam, carefully balancing, my parents close by, in case I fell. I hope to take my grandkids there someday and watch them walk on that same beam! I got so many great shots at the farm, but I'll just share a few.
After the farm, Dylan had a special request. He really, really wanted to go back to Bill's Golfland. My parents took him there last week to miniature golf, so I assumed that is what he wanted to do. When we got there, he surprised me by saying "Mom, I really want to hit the golf balls!" He didn't want to miniature golf. He wanted to drive golf balls! My first reaction was to say no, thinking he wouldn't be able to do it, and he would get frustrated and bored quickly, and it would be a big waste of money. But, I could tell he really wanted to try, so I gave in, figuring I would just hit most of the balls in the basket, once he got tired of it. I didn't get to hit a single ball! I wish I would have had the video camera, so I could show you how happy he was, hitting those golf balls. So you could hear his excitement as he shouted, "Mom! Did you see how far it went! I'm good at this.. huh, Mom?" So you could feel the cuteness as much as I could in that moment. Sometimes, your heart just overflows with love, doesn't it?
Sitting there afterwards, watching him eat his ice cream, thinking of all the times I had sat in the same spot, eating my ice cream as a kid, made me ridiculously happy and content.