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I am sitting out on the porch right now enjoying the remnants of a thunderstorm. It had been warm, muggy and partly cloudy all day. There was a very nice breeze. I was waiting for this storm to hit. I love thunderstorms. I love the rumbling thunder and big flashes of lightning that make my heart jump. The sound of the rain and the wind blowing through the leaves is so soothing. The sounds all balance each other out. A symphony performed by mother nature, complete with a light show.
Ahh. It’s nice to be able to relax a little tonight. Peanut has woken up twice already, so hopefully he will stay sleeping long enough for me to be able to enjoy the evening for a bit. Hubby is getting Munchkin to sleep now and may very well fall asleep himself. He was pretty tired this evening. My plan is to be asleep before 3am. I have gotten myself on a really bad schedule. It all stemmed from all of us being sick with an awful cold/flu virus. Sore throat, fever, achey-even our skin hurt, stuffiness, coughing . . . No fun at all. It was rather annoying having to be up at all hours of the night because the kiddos couldn’t sleep. I’ll never understand that. When I am sick, I just want to stay in bed and sleep the sick away. Kids are the exact opposite. We just have lingering stuffiness and coughing now, but definitely feeling much, much better.
The last 4 or 5 days I have been taking a walk, with at least Peanut, down the street. I have been walking down the street equiped with dog food and dog cookies because someone decided it would be a great place to leave a couple of dogs. They are rather cute. One is a black shepherdy looking boy and the other is a terrier mix, also a boy. I figure the are somewhere between 6 and 12 months. They won’t let us get too close yet. They are holding out hope waiting for whoever left them, to return. So, I bring food, hoping they will trust me enough to follow me back home so we can figure out what to do with them. We don’t want them to get hit by a car or attacked by some wild animal. Poor things must be extra nervous tonight with the storms. At least they have each other.
Munchkin’s vocabulary has been growing in leaps and bounds over the last few weeks. He cracks us up. I need to start writing it down so that I can share. My brain has been swiss cheese due to the lack of sleep, so I can’t remember the hilarious things he says. . . sigh. He does song requests. Tonight it was Twinkle Little Star, except I thought he had said chicken salald at first. lol He tells us to be careful and yells I love yous at random people. He is really funny. I promise I will share the hilarious things he says.
Peanut has been belly crawling for a few weeks now. He has gotten quite good at it. He really doesn’t want to crawl though. He wants to be walking. He tries his darndest to pull himself up on whoever or whatever is near by. His favorite is to pull himself to standing while in the bathtub at night. This is not my favorite. . . He does lots of talking. Lots of dadadadada. Today he finally said mamamama though! Yay! He loves food. He will eat anything. We don’t do baby food or cereal. He eats some of whatever we are eating. We did this with Munchkin too. Works out great and you save a ton of money 🙂 He is still breastfeeding like a champ. He is already starting to wiggle himself into strange positions while nursing. It is hilarious, but at the same time rather uncomfortable for my poor breasts.
I will leave you with some pics that I took tonight. Munchkin wasn’t really feeling photogenic, but Peanut was all for it.
Last night once the kiddos were asleep, I took a few minutes for me. It’s not something I do often, besides the 20 minutes I insist on every other day so that I can shower. I know, you’re thinking how gross.
We had all been out on the porch earlier in the evening enjoying a thunderstorm and there were still some remnants or perhaps an entirely different storm lingering. I love weather. It amazes me how beautiful and at the same time, frightening Mother Nature can be. At one point, more specifically when Twister came out, I thought it would be wicked cool to be a storm chaser. Obviously that never came about, but I do enjoy sitting outside during a storm. I hope to set an example with the boys so that they aren’t frightened of storms. I want them to have a healthy respect for them, but I don’t want them to cower under the covers like I did as a kid.
So, I went outside to enjoy the sights and sounds of the evening. I didn’t even bring the baby monitor with me! I figured Hubby was inside still and he could handle it for a little bit. Anyhow, I thought I would share my account of the evening with you.
I walked outside into the twilight and was instantly blanketed in the warmth of the night. The sky was covered in clouds, but still had a dark blue hue. Flashes of colorful lightning lit across the sky intermittently. The fireflies flitted about happily, flashing their little lights to invite the others to join them in the night. Bats swooped this way and that feasting on the infinite supply of insects. The trees swayed gently in the breeze that squeezed its way through their branches. Rolls of thunder rumbled overhead. Left over rain still trickled down the gutters. The night was filled with the sounds of frogs, toads, insects and the occasional bird. A great symphony of night-time noises.
I stood there with my warm cup of coffee soaking it all in. I love the night. It is so loud, yet so peaceful.
How’s that for descriptive? 🙂
I decided I wanted to try to get pictures of the lightning. Amidst the flashes of color were actual bolts of lightning. I went in and got the camera and when I came out the neighbors two boxers were standing there. . . They aren’t bad dogs, just slightly annoying. They come onto our property and urinate on everything. The urine isn’t so bad, I can just hose off what they lift their legs on. What really bothers me is the steaming piles of poo they leave scattered about. I love to be barefoot and so does Munchkin. We don’t need to stumble upon a pile of poo with naked feet. Our dog doesn’t even poo in the yard, he goes off into the woods and does his business. So I walked them out of the yard because I wasn’t feeling particularly menacing. My shoos didn’t do much but make the white one think I was playing with him. He leapt and bounded around me as we walked down the driveway.
When we reached the end, I realized it was a much better place to try to get pictures of lightning. There is a huge open field across the street, duh. My brain doesn’t function well these days, lol.
Here are the pictures I got. Next time I will plan better and bring the tripod with me so that they aren’t shaky. Oh, and some bug spray. . .