Girls don't like bugs... May 27, 2007

We went on a family walk last night at a new park by Chris' parents house.  It's out by the lake, and is built on some really marshy land, so there were lots of bugs.  I spent most of the walk with my mouth closed replying to Chris' chatter with comments like, "Mmmhmmm" so as not to accidentally swallow a bug.  I thought I was being pretty covert about it until Chris said with a smirk, "You're keeping your mouth closed so that you won't swallow a bug, aren't you?"  Yep.  I was.  Sometimes it stinks to have someone know you so well.  I swear I can't hide the vaguest emotion from him.  You know how I never had any brothers and how when I got married my eyes were suddenly opened to the way the other half of the world lives?  Well, I'm still discovering things that surprise me.  Now that I'm outnumbered in my own home, something that had never happened in my 29 years of life, those differences are becoming even more apparent.  Last night I learned that boys aren't bothered by clouds of annoying infestations of flying bugs.  I spent the whole walk waving my arms, looking around for mosquitoes (even though I had covered myself and child in bug spray), and keeping my mouth shut.  Meanwhile Chris chatted obliviously away, and Noah kicked his legs and talked animatedly back to his papa.  After a while, I decided to use my mommy ingenuity.  I pulled out one of Noah's jackets from his diaper bag and made him wear the sleeves on his legs like pants, since he was wearing shorts.  Both he and his father looked at me like I was ludicrous, but luckily they both put up with me.  They just don't understand...girls don't like bugs.

As we were getting done with our walk we noticed a pretty place that would be good for taking pictures.  We spur of the moment got Noah out of his stroller and set him up for a photo shoot.  I've been wanting to take some nice pictures of him, so this worked out great.  He's so adorable.