I'm Ruth, a travel lover, reader, project-doer, casual runner, aspiring yogi, wife, and mom to a curious little girl and energetic little boy. Around here we look for adventure in the everyday mundane tasks and in the once in a lifetime events.
All tagged adventure
I feel both a pull to comment on 2020 and a desire to leave it in the past now that the calendar has finally turned. While there were both highs and lows, as is always the case, the heartache and challenges do stand out a bit more boldly for 2020.
Go outside. She says it as I barely crack open her door. It's 7 am.
Eat breakfast; go outside.
Yes, we'll go outside in a little while.
She smiles, nods. Go outside.
We have errands to run, but the snow is fresh outside. Wet, heavy, icy; beautiful and fresh to a toddler. She wears snow boots so she can walk from the car to the store. I try not to cringe thinking about how wet the backseat is going to be.
Last winter on Wednesdays we went to story time with Miss Jenny at the library.
We started going to this story time back in the fall at the invitation of some friends, and it was an immediate hit with my little book lover.
I've been known to coordinate grocery shopping with toddler snack time. Multiple times a week.
I originally wrote this in mid-April, when the snow had been coming down for 36 hours and counting, 6 inches? a foot?
My toddler loves bread, don't they all?
Most days start with a piece of bread topped with peanut butter, jelly (no toaster please) and a portion of fruit.
