I'm Ruth, a travel lover, reader, project-doer, casual runner, aspiring yogi, wife, and mom to a curious little girl and energetic little boy. Around here we look for adventure in the everyday mundane tasks and in the once in a lifetime events.
All in Big Adventures
Book.
Lap.
The request is immediately followed by vigorous head nodding, pointing toward the books, and possibly running to find today’s favorite.
Christmas morning finally arrives. Louisa waits patiently in her room to be collected.
Sunday morning. It’s cloudy with the finest snow coming down outside amid the chilly winds.
Go outside. She says it as I barely crack open her door. It's 7 am.
Eat breakfast; go outside.
Yes, we'll go outside in a little while.
She smiles, nods. Go outside.
We have errands to run, but the snow is fresh outside. Wet, heavy, icy; beautiful and fresh to a toddler. She wears snow boots so she can walk from the car to the store. I try not to cringe thinking about how wet the backseat is going to be.
We're at another playground and I watch as my curious toddler wanders off into the nearby sandpit.
Last winter on Wednesdays we went to story time with Miss Jenny at the library.
We started going to this story time back in the fall at the invitation of some friends, and it was an immediate hit with my little book lover.
I've been known to coordinate grocery shopping with toddler snack time. Multiple times a week.
My toddler loves bread, don't they all?
Most days start with a piece of bread topped with peanut butter, jelly (no toaster please) and a portion of fruit.
