The more my baby grows, the more I connect my own childhood memories of my Nannie with the ones Henry is making.
When I was little, my Nannie would take me on adventures. In the summer, we walked to the park to splash around in the wading pool or we'd take a spin on the strawberry ride at the Ottawa SuperEX. During winter visits, I was always greeted by the mouth-watering aroma of meatballs simmering in homemade tomato sauce wafting from her kitchen. After dinner, my Nannie and I would sit on her armchair together and she would paint my nails pink. Small moments in the grand scheme of things, but meaningful memories.
My Nannie is so grateful to have a baby around again to enjoy. Henry has a special bond with his great grandmother and it's wonderful to see that connection. The word "Nana" is a part of Henry's growing vocabulary and his love for her radiates through his toothy grin. Nana took us on an adventure to the Experimental Farm this week to see all the baby animals. Henry said "quack quack" when he saw the ducklings, he snorted and waved to the piglets, he said "baa baa" when we walked by the lambs and he woofed at the goats. Three out of four ain't bad!
Looking forward to many more happy memories with Nana!
What are you up to this weekend???
I'm listening to: Marvelous Light (acoustic). The musicians at church gave me chills at Mass this morning.
I'm reading: The Book Thief by Markus Zusak.
I'm eating: Life of Pie cupcakes for dessert tonight.
I'm smelling: Fresh air through open windows. Spring cleaning is so rejuvenating!
I'm touching: Henry's soft baby hair as he naps in the Ergo.
Happy Sunday, friends!