Outside

The new thing in our household is playing outside, now that the weather has finally warmed up. The first thing Vienna asks for when she gets up in the morning is to eat. After she eats the next thing she asks insistently for is to go outside.

Sorry babe, it's still a little too chilly to go out to play at eight o'clock in the morning.

So for a couple of hours she constantly brings me her shoes, points to the door, and says "'side" over and over until we eventually head out the door when it's had a chance to warm up a bit.

Her favorite thing to do is to find an object and carry it around with her, everywher. It's something different everyday- a rock, a pinecone, a stick, a different rock...and she likes to hold onto it the entire time we're outside. If she drops it, she makes it a point to pick it up, and when it's time to go inside I basically have to pry it from her little fingers.

She could be out there all day. There's so much to explore and to see, after all, she's never seen or explored it before.

Sometimes I wish I saw things through the eyes of children, just because I want to know the sense of wonderful everything is to them.