Today was Better than Yesterday

phew. because i don't know that i could have handled two yesterdays in a row! we started our morning off at the park. the plan was for me to ride my (scot's) bike there with zack in his seat. however upon donning my biking gear & arriving in the garage the back tire was flat. arg. those were my exact words, supposing that is how you spell the sound that came from my mouth. zack had a perfect imitation to follow...my sentiments exactly young tadpole. so instead of a lovely morning bike ride, we drove the stinky ol' car. thankfully zack didn't seem to mind those accommodations, so long as they were taking him to the park.

best picture of the day...oh heck, the month. looking at the camera WITH a smile...who woulda thunk it.
this slide was perfecto.
a few bounces here.

after his afternoon nap, which did surpass 2 hours. yippee. i headed to scouts (my new calling) and z chilled with deb (my mom). upon my return, i found a no-shirted, wet little boy playing outside. shocker. deb handed over the reigns & the playing continued. i tried to take it out back because then i can multi-task in the kitchen (read: zack can entertain himself in an enclosed area with all risks visible from kitchen window & i might possibly get something done). however, z had other plans. mind you there are gobs of toys provided out back...some quite new, but no, no, he'd rather play with KEVIN'S toys out front. he has abandoned the mastered razor for far greater entertainment...the skateboard. with 3 to choose from he can't go wrong. typically he will lay on his stomach, dirtying his hands as he scoots himself back & forth, back & forth. today however he decided to try & stand, paddling the "proper" way. this is painful to watch. thankfully he grew a better idea & knelt & then paddled with the other leg. this wasn't quite so painful to watch. here he is in action...

love the tongue sticking out...classic little boy, right?
made ya look. this is how most pictures turn out.
go. baby. go.
he's finally got it mastered...the tongue out & a little smirk. love it.
contemplating life's mysteries.

notice the legs??? i swear, lest you think i am kidding when i say he is carazy, the proof is in the pudding. he re-opened the one scab with not a tear shed. could it have been from all the kneeling??? perhaps so. my friend today (who has a little girl) told me she was constantly on the edge of her seat watching him. i know the feeling. although i have to say it has subsided a bit with time. i'm not too afraid of him falling anymore. he doesn't over react which is surprising & a relief to be honest. and i suppose i like that he's willing to get out there & get banged up a bit. that's part of life, right? nothing a bubble bath can't solve.