Today.

It was wet and gloomy this morning.  We've been in the middle of quite a few storms lately!  We put on our rainboots and headed outside.  Surprisingly it was almost 70 degrees and humid!  

Are these not the cutest rainboots?

We headed off to the pond to splash in puddles and look for worms.  I'm learning that bugs, dirt, sticks & water are the best entertainment--pretty much everything that is not my first instinct.  I'm going to be a mom to two boys pretty soon so I better get used to it.  Clothes can be washed & bodies can be bathed...

On the way we found a roly poly bug and Charlie laughed hysterically as it crawled all over our hands. 

It ended up in his mouth once.  Luckily I swiped it out before he crunched down...

At the pond we threw sticks in the water and watched the geese.  There are new baby geese now--very exciting :)

Unfortunately the way home was not as picturesque as the way there.  A big pink ball (it was windy remember) came blowing around the street corner and headed straight for the pond.  I caught it and Charlie was so excited!  I felt bad bringing it home but I figured it was better off with us than in the pond.  Maybe we would see the owner on our way? Since the ball was so big, Charlie could only walk a few steps before putting it down.  Instantly the wind would whip it away and I would be off chasing it.   

I was mean and said "mom has to carry it home."  Oh boy, the tantrum began!  Boots flew off, Charlie went limp (his new thing) and I wasn't sure what to do with only two hands and a pregnant stomach.  So with the ball and boots in one hand I had to drag Charlie by his arm back home.  I felt like I needed to be yelling "No, I'm not going to beat him when I get home!  Just teaching him tantrums don't win!" so anyone watching wouldn't think I was the worst mom ever.  It was a long walk of shame!

Video below: proof that he did make it home alive.  Charlie loves music...unfortunately you have to listen to me but his laugh cracks me up.