Mom's, "Ronan, that truck has batteries and electronics in it" did not seem to get the desired effect. Next lesson plan for Ronan - corrosion.
A small stream runs along the border of one of our favorite local hangouts, Bol Park. During the winter, when the poison oak is dormant, access to the stream is easy and usually free from too many other visitors. Last weekend we took advantage of the warm weather to do a quick picnic by the water.
This is what Nieve wants to do just about all of the time - try to walk
Mom wanted this photo of her and Nieve's feet by the creek - it was much cuter live than it turned out in pixels.
Ronan brought some machinery with him to move around the gravel and river rocks. Mom was wise enough to bring his galoshes, which came in handy when Ronan decided to try his hand at 'creek walking' (one of Mom's favorite childhood pastimes). Predictably his tall galoshes came up a bit short and by the end of his adventure Ronan's pants and socks were soaked.
The shirt says it all, and it will be an appropriate hand-me-down to 'lil sister Nieve
Mom addressing the 'water leak'
While Ronan splashed about Nieve enjoyed playing, "Hey Dad! Try to stop me from eating this rock!". The game is self explanatory, but I was amazed at how much joy Nieve derived from teasing me. She was literally laughing out loud while doing it, and, true to her age, the repetitive, "No, Nieve, not in the mouth" admonishing I gave never seemed to get old (to her). Yes, we're aware that we're in trouble as she gets older.
"Hey Daddy... see this rock? I'm going to eat it! I am! Try to stop me!"
Funny girl. After she actually tried a bite Nieve never let the rock get back into her mouth, but she loved faking as if she were going to.
It was a beautiful way to spend a warm lunchtime, and after all of the fun the kids slept like angels during nap time (a rarity).
This is how Nieve rolls... a crazy hat and bent ear all in a metal framed backpack.