Showing posts with label reading. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reading. Show all posts

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Story Time With Daddy


While I was cooking supper tonight, Liam was hanging out with Daddy in the living room.  The often spend this time watching Star Trek and MythBusters because Liam tends to be a little on the hungry and cranky side when we get home and TV distracts him from being under my feet in the kitchen.

Tonight, however, Liam got out some books, went over to the couch and climbed up beside Daddy to read stories.  I love watching Liam with his Daddy.  He is such a Daddy's boy and wants to do EVERYTHING that Daddy does!  It was so cute seeing them read stories together that I had to get a couple of photos.  

Listening to Liam try to repeat words that Daddy was saying as he pointed at pictures was adorable.  Liam isn't much for playing the "What's this?" game or even repeating words after you most of the time even when it is something that he can say.  But tonight he was repeating "duck" and "bear" and doing a whole lot of "talking" to Daddy.  He is so cute when he is "talking" it is very apparent from his facial expression and tone that he really does think he is saying something that we can understand.  

I am predicting that there will be a lot of stories coming out of my little bear once he really learns to talk!

I even got them to BOTH look at the camera and SMILE at the same time!!!!  


Sunday, October 25, 2009

Where did my "Me Time" go?

Time for work . . .
Time for bed . . .
Bath time . . .
Time to . . .
Not enough time . . .
Need to find time . . .
Someday when I have time . . .
I don't have time . . .

My life suddenly seems to revolve around time. It is always time to do something. There is always a list of things to do when there is time. What happened to spare time? free time? me time? It has vanished, probably forever. Although I am not quite sure that it has been missing for long enough to be declared legally dead, I am grieving the loss of my precious "me time". I am hoping that someday it will be found, possibly hidden in the back of closet that is waiting for me to find the time to clean it out or under a pile of dust bunnies that is quickly growing into a mountain while waiting for me to find the time to vacuum, but until them, I will survive on memories. Memories of uninterrupted reading or hours of scrap booking while sipping wine. I hope that my "me time" comes back before my precious memories fade away.