Summer has come to Indiana unexpectedly. Two weeks ago, we were fretting over frost advisories and today it's supposed to be in the upper 80's. Sadly, this is common for Spring. In April and May we have an equal chance of building a snowman or going swimming. But eventually we will settle into the super-hot temps of summer and I'll complain that I wish it was cooler.
On Mother's Day, we went out to my mom's house to go shooting with the rifle and had to wear warm clothes. We went back this past weekend and we were sweating like crazy. Shooting is fun, though my shoulder hurts for a day or two afterwords. On Sunday night, I was sitting in my chair and I stretched and I heard a maswsive crack as the bones in my shoulder rearranged themselves. I could actually feel the shift. It was rather disconcerting.
The arrival of summer also means that it's time to spend more time with Little Guy outside. At some point today we are going to go outside and play in the sprinkler. He loves the sprinkler and I love watching him play. Right now, he's becoming such a little boy. The baby aspects are disappearing and he's developing a little boy body and little boy legs. I find myself looking at him and wondering where the baby went.
Though watching him play as a little boy provides hours of amusement too. Yesterday, Big Guy took him to the park while I was working. Little Guy decided he had to pee and went to a corner of the playground, dropped trou, and peed. Big Guy said the first clue he had that Little Guy was doing something he oughten't was a fellow park parent shouting: "He's peeing! He's peeing!" So.... We can never show our faces there again. Of course, while we were regaling Whiteybare and his girlfriend with this story outside lst night, Little Guy went over to the lot next to us and started peeing again.
"What are you doing?!" I shouted.
"I'm peeing all over the place!" Little Guy shouted back with a grin.
I think he's definitely his father's child.