A few days ago Rowan found his soul mate. It doesn’t matter that there is four years between them, or that he lives a half hour away. It doesn’t even matter that it’s a he! All that matters is that Avery has this:
One of the things I love about hanging out with Avery, other than the fact that I get to chat with his mother, is getting to see what Rowan will be like as a big brother some day. At first there was a little frustration about Avery wanting to move Rowan’s carefully lined up tractors, but after explaining that Avery was too little to understand, something seemed to click. Rowan became patient and kind, loving and playful. He gently told Avery, “No thank you, Avery, I’m playing with that.” Sometimes Avery would move on, but if he didn’t, Rowan would silently plead with his eyes to take that kid somewhere else! If we didn’t though, he would play with Avery for bit, explaining the parts of the tractor, or what kind of tractor it was. It was adorable to watch these two tiny men together.
Avery’s first birthday is next week, and he was the lucky recipient of a little slide that they put together while we were at their house. The slide was great. The box it came in was better. Rowan patiently played peek-a-boo with Avery, letting his little friend shut him up in the box time after time. If Avery wandered off, as one year old’s are prone to do, Rowan would invite him back to play, and they’d giggle as I threatened to ship them to Alaska.
We also went on a hay ride this weekend. It was a bit chilly, but perfect for warm hats, and wrapping up in quilts. For an hour we cuddled against a scratchy bale of hay while nibbling goldfish crackers and watching the world pass by. 🙂