Just a week after we stalked magnolia blossoms with Papa, we were back at the gardens to puddle jump with friends. Aunt Alicia was enjoying her Spring Break and sweetly joined us for the fun. Nothing pleases P more than seeing his Aunt or Uncle. And he tells me this, every. single. day :)
After thinking himself quite the acrobat as he jumped back and forth over the water canal, he took to tossing a small bamboo stick for Alicia to fetch, sweet Aunt that she is :) Then he moved onto balancing scales with her, cackling that his heavy stick trumped her enormous pile. His buddies showed up and they all piled sticks together:
Until, that is, Leslie showed up with the buckets (only a super-mom travels with four adorable buckets!) Then the wee ones were hot to pump and dump:
Definitely weighing in as the non-super-mom for the day, P was without proper puddle jumping attire. That, however, does not deter a determined four year old and when he joined in on the jumping he become ever so much more wet than his compatriots. Then, of course, it cooled off and started to rain. Alicia and I headed to the desert with the now chilly child to warm up before our trek home. P was thrilled to catch the cacti (I am enthralled by his strange interests. Cacti? Sharks seem obvious, but cacti? I guess they're sharp... and a little menacing..), wetness be damned, and will probably remember on future visits that getting wet is a sure ticket to his beloved domes:) Building on his burgeoning reading habit, he learned how to spot the various aloe plants (another P love - burns and natural remedies fascinate him) by label, thereby guaranteeing his true aloe devotion... Once warmed, we headed home through a light spring rain, P happily running his bike through the ever greening park.
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