Summer Songs

It looks at though this summer will be just as incredible as the last one. True, I won't be driving cross-country with my son to a new life adventure, but I anticipate that other adventures are in store for us both.

This afternoon, my son and I planted sunflowers together. He helped to scoop the the dirt into the terracotta pots and pat it down with his chubby fingers. Later, as he began his nap, I planted some tomatoes and cucumbers - I can't wait to see how they turn out. I also sent away for a butterfly kit. It will be immensely exciting to see his response to their changes, especially when it is finally time for them to take flight!

I have so many books lined up to read, lighthouses to visit, beaches to explore. While Langston is too young to explore the White Mountains, there are many gorgeous wooded paths nearby which are certain to delight us both.

As I recently wrote elsewhere, Langston has started singing, belting out the surprising rhymes and lyrics to songs I hadn't even realized he'd memorized. I've tried to capture these moments on film, but it's rarely the same song twice that inspires him to warble (other than the usual nursery-songs, of course.) Just today, "Bron-Y-Aur Stomp" came on while we drove around town on errands. As the song was just beginning, Langston started groaning, Robert Plant-style, in anticipation of the song's start: "Awwww....awwww...."

That's my boy.