Author: lavitaebrom

Let the Sun Shine.

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This year, Spring was over in the blink of an eye.  We went from frost warnings to glorious 75 degree days over night.  After a long, brutal winter, I can’t complain.

This past weekend epitomized a Michigan summer.  We started at Bambino’s bestie’s birthday party.  We celebrated with barbecue, watermelon, a bonfire, and Michigan brews.  A few feathered friends made an appearance too.  (I think the grown ups loved the birds more than the wee ones!)

   
          
The next day, we headed to St. Joseph, Michigan for the 3rd Annual Blues, Bluegrass, and Barbecue Festival.  We jammed with Buddy Guy and the Infamous Stringdusters.  Bambino loved splashing in the fountain too.  

If you’re looking for a small, affordable festival with great music, delicious smoked meat, and craft beer, consider this one next year.  A generous re-entry policy allowed our wee ones to take a break at the splash pad (or the nearby beach) too.   It’s definitely gets the Bambino stamp of approval.

   
    
Sunday, we had the neighborhood over for a backyard picnic.  We had a house and yard full of kids, laughter, and awesome food.  I grew up in a rowdy neighborhood that held bike parades, barbecues, and included the loving and watchful eyes of a lot of great parents.   I’m incredibly thankful that Bambino is getting the same kind of childhood.   

By Sunday night, we were all a little sunburnt. Bambino ate more cupcakes than any child should.  We were exhausted, but so very, very happy.   

 

Shine on.

Survival of the Cutest.

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“It’s a good thing you’re so cute.”

Every (normalish) parent has said/thought/passively aggressively muttered this at their child.  People are crazy.  Toddlers are just slightly crazier versions of the people they will become.

I know adults that do things that are absolutely bonkers and counterintuitive on a regular basis.  To expect more of a toddler is delusional.

Seriously, if I throw a socially-acceptable fit when my iPhone breaks, why would I expect my 2 year old to behave well when he is denied the pleasure of a gummy bear or a splashpad? Those are unrealistic expectations, people.

Nonetheless, toddler logic is about as complicated as quantum physics.  I have a feeling that Stephen Hawking struggled more with parenting than studying black holes.  Black holes may make more sense than toddlers.

Therefore, evolution has ensured that sleep-deprived parents do not chuck their toddlers off a bridge.  Toddlers are cute.

Bambino has done the following  in the last few weeks:

  • Refused to adhere to any type of sleep schedule;
  • Painted a wall with milk (could have been worse…);
  • Poured a full drink onto his father’s pants in public;
  • Punted a bag of chips at his best friend’s mother (It rained Doritos!); and
  • Took an obvious poo while squatting in an aisle at Target.

This is not a comprehensive list.  If I did any one of these things, the cops would be called.  When Bambino does these things, people chuckle. “How old is he?  He’s precious!”

Like I said, thank heavens he’s cute.  (More cuteness tomorrow.  Promise.).