We have reached a magic time. The weather is warming. The two boys love to play together. Asher is less mommy-needy. And as a result, we have this little phenomenon I just snapped outside the window:
Yes, that's two boys playing with dirt. And having a blast! Since the snapping of the picture, the scene has progressed to Asher with shoes removed, tromping in the dirt pile in his socks. All I need now is a giant fence. They would stay out there happily playing for hours, but having to check in on wandering Asher every 30 seconds kind of defeats the possibilities for independence. Well, I'm not complaining anyway! If it's enough freedom to spend this time writing it down, it's more freedom than usual :)
Owen regularly spends his 'rest time' outside. Today I took a nap while he played. Upon examination I found a trail of mail from the mailbox to the house. Also, above bowl of dirt was apparently collected during rest time. I went to the back of the house with Owen, who insisted that as soon as Asher woke up we would all go 'explore dirt' together. There was an adult-sized shovel, a sizeable hole, three of my metal mixing bowls, and a stethoscope. Hmm. Not sure about the stethoscope. I've also had a lovely long worm dangled in my face while I sat at the computer and Owen ran in with a 'Mommy! Mommy!' He started 'exploring dirt' because, in his own words, 'I needed to find 3 more worms so I could make a family.'
The two guys are really playing so beautifully together. They have their squabbles...and those usually get physical...but mostly they are just in love with each other. Owen of course loves being the boss, and Asher usually just ignores him and is the one who *actually* ends up setting the pace. It's cute, and wonderful to observe.
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