The first was a trip to the park. Ethan walked to the park with his dad. In the park there was a large fire hydrant type of thing that acted as a hug water supplier to the kids. New York can be pretty hot this time of year. I guess Ethan started walking towards it and got kind of sprinkled and ran back to dad. Then he got a little braver and ran in just a little closer and ran back to dad.
The then got braver and did this back and forth thing getting wetter and wetter and giggling more and more till he went in completely and got himself totally wet. Dad was not as smart as the mom's in the park. The moms brought towels, my son did not. lol. He will have the towel next time. I can just picture the smile, the laughter, the giggles on little Ethan's face each time he gets braver and braver.
The other story from Facebook is that now my grandson is an expert at climbing on the coffee table and standing on it. When he is up there he calls to dad to come and catch him when he jumps off. Yes, I can picture it too. I can remember similar instances with my own kids but I really wish I could be there to enjoy it all. I feel like I miss so very much. But I guess just hearing about it and enjoying it in my own imagination will have to do.
On the other hand my grand daughter is learning how to smile. One day, my daughter told me, she got the hang of it. The next day she had forgotten how to do it and was trying to figure it out again. I hope she has it down pact in two weeks when I am there. I am expecting lots of smiles from that little one. I can't wait to see her. I will tell you all about it at that time.
