Around this time every year, the stars align and Williamsburg decides to bloom up and make me almost forget about the horribly hot summer months coming our way. We make it a point to visit CW every week, and every week it seems new again. Today we explored some gardens, and the kids were in heaven just running around, picking dandelions, and tossing pebbles.
S really has been on a flower kick lately, and especially loves tulips, daffodils, and dandelions. (Okay, yeah, I know dandelions aren't a flower, but I'm not about to burst her bubble, okay?) I really need to start learning the names of other flowers because, "Hmm...pretty flower..." is not going to cut it for much longer.
I was telling C tonight that the kids have reached a stage where they don't always need me because they have each other. They'll start doing things together and ignore me for the most part. I really don't mind because I thoroughly enjoy watching them.
So, again, as usual, I got asked at least five times if they were twins. Maybe I'll just start saying yes because most of the time I say they're not, people look at me like I'm lying. It's funny.
Ever since seeing Pato wearing a bow tie last Sunday, S has been asking to wear a bow tie every morning. We've had her wear one before, but we haven't in a while. I was happy to oblige because come on, she looks so darn cute in it.
As I was walking with my big honkin double stroller this morning, I passed by an older man who was grinning at us from ear to ear. I smiled back, and he said, "Great job, mom!" You just need that sometimes, you know? You just need a complete stranger to think you've got it all together. Not because you want to hide the truth, but as a boost of confidence. I don't know about you, but I'm often giving myself pep talks. "Yeah!! Great job, mom! Work it...work it."
Work it.
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