Garage Gardening

This weather is just killing us. Every day for a week, Cody has been begging: "Go outside? Playground? Park? Deck? Sandbox?" and I have to keep telling him it's too cold and wet. Today he just looked sadly out the front door at the rain and said, "Go outside and check the mailbox?" So we compromised and decided to open the garage door but play in the garage. He got out all his gardening tools and began raking the concrete, shoveling up stray leaves that had found their way inside, and chalking up the floor. He'd wander all the way over to the doorway and look back to see if there was any way he could sneak out into the rain, but giggled and ran back in when he got Mommy's Stern Look. He was frozen after a half hour, but so happy just to be in the fresh air. That fresh, clean, aromatic garage air.




The best was when he said, "Mommy, Cody do Sit And Spin?" I said of course, and he then stood on it, looked at me with mischief in his eyes and said, "Cody do STAND And Spin, Mommy!"