I’m not always able to spend a ton of one on one time with each kiddo every day. But when I get to do it, it always ends up being special – even when we don’t do anything special. On this particular day, R was with her father playing golf, and H and I were just hanging around the house. I was putting laundry away in his room when he meandered in. He quickly decided that what I was doing was not fun at all, so he proceeded to amuse himself by climbing and launching and stomping and roaring from every (safe) surface in his room. (It was hilarious.)
As always, my camera was not far from reach, so we just hung out…him launching and roaring and stomping and jabbering, and me just clicking away. I’d been meaning to snap some photos of his room since he’d moved into it and just hadn’t taken the opportunity, and he was having such fun that it became the perfect tour of his space, courtesy of H himself!