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Feb. 6th, 2008 12:04 pmIt's unseasonably warm outside. Upper 60s. Predicted high in the mid-70s. Thunderstorms forecast, of course.
I took Ronan out and sat him down on a blanket. I proceeded to fill the birdfeeders and sweep the front walk. The wind was blowing 16-25mph and he was thrilled. Laughing. Chortling. So happy. His little tufts of hair were blowing and he was just pure glee. He babbled at the wind as it blew around and around, catching his toys and making them jingle and roll.
The wind died down and he started fussing.
Yep. Definitely my child.
I took Ronan out and sat him down on a blanket. I proceeded to fill the birdfeeders and sweep the front walk. The wind was blowing 16-25mph and he was thrilled. Laughing. Chortling. So happy. His little tufts of hair were blowing and he was just pure glee. He babbled at the wind as it blew around and around, catching his toys and making them jingle and roll.
The wind died down and he started fussing.
Yep. Definitely my child.
