Wake Up Sun

In our apartment we have great windows which face East over the University. It is one of the reasons I chose it. This morning Quint and I were up eating breakfast. A great sunrise filled the sky with red, orange and yellows. I pointed it out to Quint and said "look at the sunrise Quint!" He said, "I don't see it". I think he was looking for the sun, which makes sense...

I said "the sun is coming up, it is not here yet."

He responded "Wake Up Sun!"

He voice was so confident that it was the appropriate thing to say at the moment. I just love how children help us see things in such a different light. No pun intended:)

I have decided, if I am up the sun better be too. Tomorrow, if I am up early...I think I will say "wake up sun too!"

Russell will give me the gray hair

Raising Russell is like dodging bullets. He is a big guy, who loves to climb but is not very coordinated. It is not a very good combination, especially in the toddler years. Any day you will look at him and see bumps and bruises, on his forehead. BK likes to say Russell believes his head is a fifth apendage. Its true. He bulls into things, dives off things, and despite my best efforts to keep him safe he is a walking injury.

Thank God he is also tough. He can take a hit and keep going. If he cries for more than a minute I think he might need to go to the ER. Most the time he gets up, brushes himself off, and keeps trucking.

I love him, but seriously most days I think I gain more gray hair.