Liam loves to get dirty, muddy, wet and puddly. So, yesterday as he walked through puddle after puddle on our walk, his sister nicknamed him "puddle duck." "That's our little puddle duck!" "Here, puddle duck, try this one!" "Oh look, puddle duck, here's a BIG puddle up here." I still remember how I loved puddles as a kid. I remember stripping my shoes off my feet and feeling the silty mud at the bottom squish between my toes...lovely.
See how Elena stands on the sidelines as he experiences the visceral or daring. She lives vicariously through this little gift of a brother she has. It's really quite sweet.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
JUNE 21: Puddle Duck
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So she doesn't enjoy getting dirty as much? That would be role reversal in our house. Amelia loves the dirty and messy; Oliver is much less sure about it. Amelia loves the loud and busy; Oliver is less sure. He likes noise and chaos when he makes it, not when someone else does!
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