On Monday, the boys and I spent the day with Ama and Auntie P. We destroyed...uh, played...in the house, ate at Sweet Tomatoes, played in...around...a water fountain, took naps and took a walk in the park to see the ducks. Overall, the boys had a GREAT time.
Outside the restaurant was a water feature that M and B ran to immediately. B saw it, started pointing and actually squealed in excitement. To say that they love water would, I believe, be a drastic understatement. The water fountain has no wall around it, but rather has a graduated decline, so in essence one could walk directly into the pool that the fountain creates. Which is exactly what B did. He raced towards the fountain, and before I had the chance to sweep him away, B marched straight into the pool of water...laughing the entire time. I grabbed him before he was able to submerge his feet, but not before he realized that he might be able to take a bath. I spent the next 20 minutes, while Ama finished her lunch, trying to divert B's attention away from the fountain and his attempts at becoming a drowned rat.
Later in the afternoon, after naps, Ama and I took the boys for a walk in the park neighboring her house. We went to see the ducks and geese, which are aplenty in this park...as are their excriment; not that I'm complaining. The water foul elicited yet another squeal from B, as did the pond allow even more attempts at a slimy bath. And the best part, is that B actually tried to pry my hands off of his sweater while I was attempting to prevent his falling into the slimy pond. The nerve!
On our walk back home, B ran towards M and hugged him. Twice. It was the sweetest thing I've seen. M hugged him right back as Ama and I sighed our pleasure.
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