King of the Rock

Peter and Cooper and I went on a walk this week, just the three of us. It was nice to spend time with my boys. I've missed them. It was also nice to be able to walk without huffing and puffing.

We played at the playground which included pretending we were on a roller coaster. That was great fun. All three of us were laughing out loud as we bounced and leaned forward and back following the motion of our imagined amusement park ride.

We detoured on the way back home to check the mail. There are a few large, decorative rocks in the landscape of our development. The boys both wanted to climb them. As Peter reached the summit he said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Look Mommy, I can climb all the way to the top. That means I'm ready for Boy scouts."