From the time I became a mom, I wondered when I would hear the words "I don't have anything to do." Maybe it was because I remember saying it to my parents. Maybe it's because my dad told me a story about his mom (my Nanny) and his older sister Mary Nell telling Nanny when she was little one day that she didn't have anything to do and Nanny, who was watering plants in the greenhouse, turned around, squirted Aunt MN with the hose and said "Now you have something to do. Go dry off." I always thought that was so funny and a nice reminder of Nanny, who we lost too soon. Well, what comes out of Michael's mouth tonight after dinner but "I don't have nothing to do." He's 3 years, 7 months, and 10 days old. I really thought it would be much later. ;) Nevermind all the toys, puzzles, trains, trucks and cars we have around here!
Summer is blowing by. I can't believe it's the middle of July. We've been spending a lot of time in the pool. Michael loves the water and is getting pretty good at swimming. He is fearless and will jump off the side of the pool with no hesitation. Last time we were in Franklinton he went swimming with Uncle Blake. Bre caught these two pics. I'm glad Blake caught Michael. ;)
Happy summer!
