It’s so quiet. Wesley is sleeping. The birds are chirping and there is barely, but a small breath of wind. The rain has stopped and we’re settling in for the evening. I look out the windows and see a sea of deep green.
I’m sipping a deliberately weak hot tea and am looking forward to tomorrow. There’s nothing special planned…but even still I’m keen to see what tomorrow brings for me and Wesley.
Today he leaned how to crawl faster. He tried to outrun me (cranked up his crawling pace with a giggle!) to the tv cables. He’s only been moving 2 days…
Here’s to new adventures, big and small!