indoor sports spectacular

It's that time of year when Alabama suffers extreme stay-in-your-house weather advisories. I guess we southerners hibernate in summer! Dennis and I have been spending most of our time indoors, but we did go out in the heat a few times today. First, we loaded up the trash and drove it to the road (yes, our driveway is THAT long) and checked the mail. Then, we heard a bunch of noise outside and went to see our future neighbor's new trailer being delivered. Dennis rode his bike on this particular outing, over a half mile round trip. I walked (and ran) alongside and grabbed him when his extreme momentum was going to cause him to fly out into the road. This caused him to fall off (hard) onto our concrete drive. I felt awful and prepared to scoop up and console, but he burst out laughing and yelled "Wow I really fell that time!". He got right up, still laughing, and got back on the bike. He thought the new trailer was very cool and was very excited when we met Gran and Pop and the new neighbor there later (and that time we walked over) this afternoon.

The rest of our day was a mixture of book reading and indoor sports. We played a couple of rounds of basketball with his indoor hoop set, and we played LOTS of baseball with his soft souvenir Montgomery Biscuits ball and his tee ball bat. He can occasionally hit the balls I toss to him, and he is so thrilled when he manages to really whack one.

His kitchen skills are improving. He set the table for dinner and requested a candle be lit. And now when he wants something and I say no, he goes and gets it himself. I told him that he could only have water to drink for the rest of the day, and a while later, I heard the kitchen stepstool scraping across the floor. I got there in time to see him standing up on it and very carefully pouring himself a cupful of orange Kool-Aid. He didn't spill a drop at all, and he fetched it from the fridge and climbed up the stool holding a half full pitcher. I was so amazed, first that he snuck in there to get it for himself and then that he did such a good job. I let him drink it because I am a total pushover at times. Later tonight, he asked for a chocolate Popsicle from both his dad and me (we both said no) and I caught him helping himself to one from the freezer. I took it away and he was pretty upset, but it was past 10 pm! We need to stock a little less junk in the house, I suppose. They are low sugar low calorie fudgesicles, a treat for me, but I guess I need to set a better example!