I’m Gonna Miss My Lil Bro

Giggles, squeals
And smol smiles galore,
Adam and I
Rough house-ing on the floor

He pushes me over
And I roll on my back
He jumps into my arms
And I hug him right back

With his face right near mine
His volume down to a 2,
He rubs our noses together, and says
“Ugga mugga“;
I love you too.

I barely have time
To appreciate his love
Before he gets right back up
And gives me a shove!

I throw up my hands
And chase him around.
It’s a lovely way to spend
One of my last nights in town.

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I’m leaving for the FPEA homeschool convention on tomorrow, and then I’m going straight to Camp Gilead for the summer, only coming back on Saturdays (basically). 

So, I’m trying to soak up all the Adam-ness I can before I leave.  Monday night, I played with him after dinner for a bit.  He gets a bit riled up, but his sweet, quick love inbetween all of his little boyish yelling and tumbling almost made me cry because I know how much I’ll miss him.  D: 

He just turned four on Saturday, and I can’t believe I’m gonna be gone all summer and miss his amazing adorableness!  I’m storing up all his affection in my heart so that I won’t feel like I should have spent more time with him, should have let him play racetrack on my bed one more time, etc. 

Shoutout to my lil bro! ❤

-Squid

 

P.S. I guess I did manage to fit in one more blog post before I left! 🙂

Running

I watched you cry today.
Your little feet were carrying you as fast as they could, when, 

BAM!  

Forehead, meet wall.

The waterworks came with a loud scream.

Mommy was back on duty, and sister-recreation time was over…

Or so I thought.

Less than a minute later, you’re back to

Running.  

With tears in your eyes 

But a smile on your face, 

We resumed the game as if nothing had ever happened.

But when we took a break, 

The sniffles returned, and you crawled into my lap, looking for security.  

A few moments of R&R…

And we’re back!

To running. 

-Squid

P.S. The Truth About Running – Studio C seems timely… 

How to Cook (Courtesy of Bubs)

The following professional process was procured by permission from my brother Adam, affectionately dubbed “The Bubs”, “Bubsy”, and often, simply, “Bubs”.  Please enjoy, with compliments from the chef.

Step 1: Ask big sister for permission to use her small green eraser for this recipe.

Step 2: Take the aforementioned eraser of mistakes to tiny kitchenette. (Yes, this is how 2-year-olds talk.  We’re homeschooled, OK? 😂)

Step 3: Open tiny oven and place eraser carefully.

Step 4: Triumphantly close oven door with a flourish.

Step 5: Run to the living room.

Step 6: DANCE WITH YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR LIKE YOU JUST DON’T CARE

Step 7: Don’t forget to squeal!

Step 8: Clap for your amazing performance and to encourage your impressed family to join you.

Step 9:  Take adorable selfies with your big sister’s tablet (and permission) (and operation of said tablet).

Enjoy! *Italian kissing fingers thing*

Adam (via Squid)

What?? Two??

I cannot believe it!!  Adam is two!!  (See??  I’m using two punctuation marks if I can.) Two years ago today, a little baby boy was born into our lives, and we can’t stand the cuteness!  He has enriched our lives so much and brought us all closer together.  He’s our little chicken-eating ray of sunshine.

I feel a special connection to him too, because, at that age, I looked just like him!!  Let’s see if I can rustle up any pictures to compare…

This is all I could find, but I think you can see the resemblance. 🙂

He’s a happy “Bubs” (as we often call him), and I love watching him grow up from an inquisitive toddler to an intelligent little boy.  We all adore him and can’t wait to enjoy another year with him!

Love you, bro.

Squid

P.S. I think that the picture of me counts as a #tbt pic, so happy Throwback Thursday!