Back when we lived in our old apartment, we had a coin-operated washer and dryer. Warren quickly learned the ins and outs of the laundry procedure and made up a song to get us through the chore. He was about three here:
Now that we have our very own, non-communal set, he doesn’t sing the song anymore. I miss it, but not enough to ever go back!
For Warren’s 3rd birthday, we got him a two-wheel bike but one without pedals. These are great little bikes because they teach balance without the hindering crutch that training wheels can become. For the last year and a half he has been cruising around on that thing without any fear. This year for Christmas, he asked Santa for a pedal bike. He felt like he was ready to upgrade and so did we.
His only problem was that he had little experience actually pedaling anything. Not a tricycle or big wheel or anything. We had no yard and therefore no way to provide any opportunity. So recently we borrowed a friend’s bike (with training wheels) so he could practice a little. We hoped that he would be confident enough to then go out on his own.
He was thrilled to get his new bike Christmas morning, which I think gave him all the motivation he needed to give it a go. We took him to the church parking lot. In less than an hour he went from insisting that Colin hold onto his seat to insisting that Colin let go so he could ride faster.
Riding a bike is a big accomplishment. We’re so proud of him for working hard to master this skill. What a big boy he is!
Just around the corner from us is the Ellwood Butterfly Preserve. We took a Friday morning to walk down with Julianna, Seth, Laura, Ryan, and some other friends. It’s quite magical there as the Monarchs soar around the eucalyptus trees. The loop back home took us along the bluffs overlooking the ocean. Winter here is too kind to us.
This dialogue made me chuckle:
We loved spending time with you, our pseudo family! Adventures are more fun when you’re around.
For the last few years we’ve been able to get an actual, real, live (well, cut anyway) Christmas tree. Prior to that we were always traveling to Seattle or L.A. and had to settle for a tiny, fake one from my college days because it wouldn’t have been worth it to spend the dough on a real one.
We go around the time of Colin’s mom’s birthday– usually on the closest Monday night, which makes for a perfect FHE activity– because it conveniently falls in the middle of the month. So, last Monday we trekked over to Home Depot (not very personal, I know) and picked out a pretty one. Poor Colin was just starting out on his journey of illness, but graciously came with us to make sure it was tied to the top of the car properly, lest we take out some unsuspecting driver. Alas, my knot skills are not.
I love decorating the tree. I just don’t love stringing the lights. But, again, wonderful Colin planned out an approach that systematically displayed the most amount of bulbs for the effort. The result: a well-lit, beautifully ornamented tree.
Just for fun today, I asked Warren what his favorite ornaments were. He launched into a grand interview that I tried to capture on video. It never transfers once the “film starts rolling,” of course. Then, he decided it would be funny to interview me! So, we present “Portrait of a Tree: A Christmas Interview” for your viewing pleasure: