Today is chilly and dreary, but in spite of that I think we're finally getting into more spring-like weather. This week the kids and I took advantage of a few nice days by going on two picnics and visiting the arboretum to enjoy all the spring flowers. We were all happy to get outside, and are looking forward to the weekend, which is supposed to be beautiful.
At the arboretum, we discovered that Emma is also terrified of bugs, but "only bugs that are on me," she'll tell you. The first time I saw her running maniacally towards me, letting loose a blood-curdling scream, I thought she had probably gotten stung. Nope. As she frantically shook her arm, I managed to grab ahold of it and discover the reason for all the melodrama - a very cute, and perfectly harmless, ladybug. A ladybug! Not exactly the outdoorsy type, is she?
Noah, of course, loves crawling around and eating flower petals, little pebbles, bugs, and pretty much any speck of dirt he can find. He's not very discriminating either, because he will happily swallow all these things unless I dig them out of his eager little mouth. I know he will of course start walking at some point, but I honestly wish he would hurry up and do it now so all the tasty-looking (to him) morsels on the ground aren't as accessible. Emma didn't learn to walk until she was fifteen months old, and Noah is really nowhere close to walking now, so I think I'm just doomed to have kids who are late walkers. Because of that, my kids are also probably doomed to ingest more than their share of dirt, bugs, petals, and rocks. At least they are organic, right?