One thing that seems to help with the "morning" (read: evening) sickness is taking a walk. Since my man was relaxing after a long day of working for the man, I took the punk on a walk alone. After all, I couldn't resist the beautiful, almost cool, fall evening. As I was leaving, I thought, "I should bring my phone, just in case I get stranded, or have an urgent need to check the Facebook status updates I'll miss in the next half hour." But I left it at home because I acknowledge that sometimes, it's best to give the punk my undivided attention, without the distraction of a cellular device. I'm glad I did because we had a very entertaining conversation that I may have missed if I had had my eyes and attention glued to the time sucker.
The punk and I discussed the many things we passed, beautiful and mundane. Flowers, flags, trees with long leaves, trees with sharp leaves, basketball hoops, a blue boat, puddles... I tried to explain the existence of the lovely orange sky on the horizon, but the punk seemed to be confused as to why I was pointing straight west instead of straight up when describing the sky. My favorite part of our discussion was actually a conversation between, not the punk and his mama, but the punk and the (mostly inanimate) objects we passed. While waving, he exclaimed:
"Bye pine needles! Have fun!"
"Bye letter U! Have fun!"
"Bye doggies! Have fun!"
"Bye leaves! Have fun!"
"Bye yellow flowers! Have fun!"
The kid never ceases to amuse me.