This afternoon included an amazing moment where all the elements lined up together for a short time - the baby was asleep, the sun came out, husband at work, older kids fed, awake and happy.. so we took advantage of this miracle to have a run around outside.
Mr 2 loves soccer, so we got out and kicked the ball. He and I ran up and down and up and down and up and down the driveway, he kicked the ball ahead of him, keeping up with it pretty expertly. I got to run along side him trying to get the ball off him, but not actually succeeding much. Each game has it's own set of rules, and I quickly learnt that his defense plan was pretty much to kick the ball, and when that failed to cry and yell "NO! I KICK THE BALL!". As a strategy it was very effective. We ran, kicked, dribbled and chased and had a ball (pun intended).
His sister was out there with us too. She was also playing soccer - her way.
Her game included naming the ball: "Ball-y". Ball-y was a fairy ball. She kicked it from the garage to the front yard, where they both stopped and she picked daisies for Ball-y. Then she sat on him and showered him in petals.
Boys and girls... very different creatures.
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