Simple Sunday – Listening to Carter’s Bones

Carter does not have school on Friday.  To entertain ourselves we went to a local playground.  As we were almost there Carter spied a trail he wanted to check out and told me his bones were telling him they needed exercise before he could play.  His bones, he told me, needed to walk on that trail.  Who am I to argue with Carter’s bones?

We went over aTrip Trap Bridge and narrowly missed being grabbed by the hairy hand of the troll who lives under it.

SS The walk bridge

We walked through the woods until we came to a large clearing:

SS the walk woods

In the clearing there was a great old tree:

SS The walk tree

We hung out at the tree for a while looking up into the branches before heading off to the playground:

SS the walk Collage

I am glad Carter’s bones needed some exercise.

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I am an elementary school teacher, a former microbiologist, a mom to a herd of two boys, and a grilled cheese sandwich and beer connoisseur.
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12 Responses to Simple Sunday – Listening to Carter’s Bones

  1. Bill Chance says:

    Nice entry… out of the mouths of babes.

    Thanks for sharing.

    • shoes says:

      Thanks you. It is always interesting to see what my kids will come up with next. Never a dull moment around here, that is for sure.

      Glad you stopped by and dropped a comment!

  2. mimijk says:

    I love that his bones were telling him what he had to do – is that the cutest?? Your two boys – they are just babelicious (a word coined by a friend of mine that translates well I think to your sons)..

    • shoes says:

      I know! He actually has a special high pitched squeaky voice that he uses when his body parts are talking – it cracks me up every time!

      Babelicious sounds just about right to describe Cody and Carter. 🙂

  3. Stephanie says:

    That’s pretty cute. I need to write down some of the cute things my girls say before I forget them! Looks like it was a gorgeous day and what a beautiful tree!

    • shoes says:

      I have made no effort to put together a baby book for either of my boys. This blog will have to suffice for it is here where I jot down some of the silly and sweet things they do/say.
      It was a wonderful day and I was in awe of that amazing tree.

  4. Jodi says:

    Oh how I love the things they come up with. Looks like a beautiful day, a beautiful spot and a beautiful memory.

    • shoes says:

      I do to, you never know what they are going to say next. It was a beautiful day for a walk on a new trail especially since the chill of fall is in the air and the cold and rain will be upon the PNW very soon.

  5. Oh, what a perfect way to spend a day! And it’s funny, but my children have taken to using similar expressions. “Mommy? My tummy is saying that it wants a cookie.” “My whole body says I don’t want to go to school today.” I guess children are better at listening to their bodies than we adults are. 🙂 I simply love those days, when we are free to roam. Thanks for the relaxing pictures, it was nice to virtually walk along with you. And I’m glad you escaped the troll!

    • shoes says:

      Carter’s tummy quite often puts in requests for cookies too! 🙂 Husband and I used to harp on the boys while potty training them to “listen to your body” and boy do they ever now.

      It was a very nice stroll in the woods. At first I was a bit grumpy he suggested it (excuse me, his bones suggested it) as I wanted to sit on a park bench and relax while he played (plus I was not wearing good walking shoes) but the walk was really wonderful. I love that Carter is still at that age that just my suggestion that there may be a troll living under the bridge got him tiptoeing and giggling about it. He no longer really believes me but he likes to play along and pretend.

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