Sandbox Contemplations

So today I got to babysit the little boy next door. This kid is one of the cutest kids on the face of the earth! I will post a picture of him after I finish this blog. His mom had to go to a meeting and so I babysat him for about an hour and a half.

When I arrived he was eating a pear outside (he is about a month away from being two by the way - and his name is Martin). Another thing that makes him really cute is that he wears glasses!! Haha! I am serious. The doctor figured out that he has really bad eyesight and so he wears these little baby glasses. He looks like he should be on some kind of baby genius commercial or something. The glasses just add to his cuteness. ANYWAY! He was a little crabby when I got there because he had been woken up from his nap. His mom left and he cried a little but he soon calmed down. Then we went to play in the sandbox. While in the sandbox I contemplated many things - Martin was playing by himself and so I had a lot of time to think.

The first thing I thought about was that I haven't played in a sandbox in a long time. I love sandboxes! They are so much fun!! Except some of the ones in parks because you don't know whats in em, and that is scary. But in general, sandboxes are fun.

I also contemplated how good the sun feels on skin. Why is that? It just fills your entire body with such a fuzzy warm feeling. The sun was setting while we were playing and so I got to bask in the warm sunlight while a slight breeze kept me nice and cool. Ah - what a gorgeous day.

Third thing I contemplated - how old i am getting. This kid is almost two - by the time he is 18, I will be 34! That is scary! I don't want to be that old! It was weird thinking about getting older. Another thing I thought about is going away to college. Martin is going to be so different when I come back to visit! Will he remember me?? He has changed so much in just the past four months - how much will he change in the months that I am away?? That train of thought didn't last long because I wasn't having fun with it.

Next thing I contemplated - my childhood. When I was little the people that lived next door had 4 kids - and they were all about the same age as my sisters and me. We used to play with them every day - and I am dead serious. We would be over at each other's houses EVERY DAY. Those were some fun times. They moved away around 2nd grade - i think. I don't really remember too well - I think I blocked it out of my memory because I was so sad that they moved (they moved about 5 minutes away - but I couldn't just walk over to their house to play - we had to be driven over etc...). Anyway! I was thinking about how much the house has changed since then - especially the yard. The yard used to not be grassy - it was covered in wood chips. I don't know why - that is just the way the yard was. There was also a club house. The club house was so cool. It was in the corner of the yard and one end of it rested on the garage roof. I always wanted to go up in it, but my mom wouldn't let me because the ladder was kinda complicated for a little kid to climb and she was afraid I would fall. All of the big kids would go up there all the time - to get away from me obviously. When I finally did get to go up in the clubhouse I felt SO cool. I was really sad when the people that moved in after them took it down. Another change is the tree. There is this one tree that is in our yard that leans over the fence and into their yard. There used to be a rope tied to one of the branches and there was a knot at the end. We used to swing on that rope a lot. It was so much fun. I remember always being afraid of falling off, so I wouldn't go very high or for very long, but it was fun. The people that moved in after them took down the swing and then the tree somehow rotted and got all hollow and had to be all cemented it and the top was chopped off. It is now just a big tall stump in our yard - a testament to the swing in my mind. There have been a lot of other changes - but I didn't contemplate them while sitting in the sandbox so we won't go into that.

Then as Martin was eating dinner I was thinking about how perceptive little kids are. I was taking a drink of my water and when I started to put it down I hear a little "AHH!" from next to me. It wasn't a scream ahh! but one of the ahhs that you do when you are satisfied and have just had a really refreshing drink. I look over and Martin is watching me with this goofy little smile on his face. Hee hee. He does all kinds of cute little things like that - he always says stuff at the perfect times that always make me laugh. Where does he get this stuff?? This kid is going to be hilarious, i swear.

My last example of his cuteness - when I was leaving he looks at me and waves and says "Bye Kadie!" - in that cute little baby accent where t's are d's and they just sound cute no matter what they say. This kid has me wrapped around his little finger. I swear, that can't be too good. ok, enough contemplations for now.