Thursday, April 25, 2013

Trains, Plows and Flying Frogs

My brave parents and parents-in-law independently decided they needed to spend some time alone with Dianthus this month.  He flew to Colorado and spent six nights there, was home for a week, and then drove to Branson, Missouri for a few days.  Much to most everyone's surprise, he was apparently a delightful individual for most of it, and, despite escaping during nap time in Colorado and staying up all night to check on the status of the ice cubes in Branson, all adults claim they would do it again.
At this end, it was also informative to learn that we can take Aster out to dinner if his brother is not around.
For those of you with one child believing that you now understand how shockingly exhausting a child can be, so you are somehow prepared for the second,  ignore how cute the kid is in these photos and take heed: the increased effort is exponential, not additive. 

3 comments:

Sparkling Squirrel said...

Observant observers have correctly noted that I did not post the image of Dianthus behind a plow.

janet said...

I was just impressed that he drove to Branson by himself already.

Sparkling Squirrel said...

Janet, he IS a little prodigy.