Oz had the best time today splashing in the puddles outside the school. I had such a blast watching him! I've waited a long, long time to have another little one to play with... and I am savoring every minute of it. This was one of those perfect days, where the weather is warm and muggy, so you don't mind if they get really wet. I used to take the kids to the park in Brooklyn on days like this and they would get drenched. We'd bring bikes and trikes and ride them through the puddles.
I tried to get a shot of his new "walk". He lifts his right leg up really high, and straight. He does it when he's extra excited or happy. Too bad he didn't start doing it until after I had his Halloween costume... he would have been the perfect little Nazi with that strut. Oh well... maybe next year.
The new walk...
His daily head abrasion. The kid seriously injures his head at least once per day. Not long after this he face planted again (I think the leaves were making everything extra slippery) and opened up the gash in his forehead again, plus bloodied his nose.
Anyway, I was thinking while he played how lucky I am to have him as my son. He brings us all so much joy, and love. And then I thought about it being November and Thanksgiving, and while this might be cheesy, I'm going to post something I'm thankful for every day this month. (I know I'm a bit behind... I'll get caught up today.)
Thank you, Oz, for a beautiful morning!