good day

I was a little worried when I woke up this morning and saw that it was raining. Rainy days are the worst. Little boys have an amazing amount of energy trapped inside and it must come out. And expelling all of that energy indoors can be tricky. But today was a good day. I called my mom and she came along with us to a local park with a great indoor learning area. I carried Caia around in the front pack and we let Tru explore and lead us around. (Jem was in preschool)
Truett watched snakes slither in their cages, dressed up like a spider, crawled through a salamander tunnel and looked for salmon in the river. He was a good listener, he was eager to share things with us, and he was continually asking us to look at something or come with him.
This morning was just a good reminder of who my little boy is apart from all of the discipline issues. He is loving and curious and eager. He is a goofball with a fantastic smile. And sometimes it is easy for me to just brush a day like today aside, saying, "Thank goodness, I made it through today and it wasn't too terrible." I forget sometimes to look at it as a gift, a small reminder that being a mom is the best job in the world.

photo by: pmgnilre  http://www.flickr.com/photos/72758567@N06/6564024403/