Front Porch Days
by Stacie Bloomfield
I often find that whenever I am starting to get that "climbing the walls" feeling, you know that emotion that comes occasionally when you are home with 2 kids, we go sit outside on the front porch.
We have actually been outside almost every day that isn't raining. Blowing bubbles, drawing on the sidewalk.
Especially when Lucy is a grumpy teething baby, the great outdoor seems like a magic cure. Seriously, the wind blowing in her face, and she gets all kinds of excited.
This Lucy girl is almost 6 months. Long brown hair, expressive eyebrows. The goofy smile she has when she kicks her legs in excitement because she sees her sister. She is my little joy.
Violet is a ballerina. She wears her outfit every moment she gets. She comes home from her Kid's Day Out program, and the 1st thing she does is run to her room and out she comes with a tutu.
"Mommy", she says, "I am a ballerina girl, and ballerina girls get cherry flavored lollipops, right?"
"Of course, dear."
"Mommy", she says, "I drew a picture of Nana on the sidewalk! Someday when I grow up I will be a Nana!".
"Um... let's wait a few years on that one, m'kay?"