Yesterday morning we did our weekly shopping, as usual. We listened to The Cranberries in the car, and apparently Terry loves the 90’s as much as we do. We didn’t hear a peep out of him.
Then Terry & I took a nap while Patrick cleaned our entire home. He’s so sweet. Now and then I’d drift in and out of sleep. Feeling the sunshine on my face and the breeze coming in from the lanai. Hearing the sounds of Billie Holiday downstairs. And seeing my beautiful baby curled up next to me.
That afternoon we grilled out with Patrick’s Guam friends who now live in our apartment complex. There are picnic tables & grills next to our playground. They have two boys, ages 2 and 3 1/2. So they ran around the entire time, and Terry happily sat on my lap taking in the sights & sounds. We put his new cameras & binoculars print hat on him to keep the sun out of his eyes, and he looked so cute. Then when it started to get chilly as the sun went down, I put his sock monkey sleep sack on him. He loves being outdoors so much, and was in a blissful mood the entire evening.
Patrick did all the grilling, making them real hot dogs & hamburgers and making us the vegetarian versions. He also made shrimp kebabs, veggie kebabs & corn on the cob. We had the whole grain buns, spicy brown mustard & kettle chips I love. They brought watermelon, cake, and beer. It’s safe to say I ate until I had a food baby. Nikki kept looking at Terry, saying how cute he is & how it makes her want to have another baby. I kept looking at her boys, who seemed older than they were, and not wanting Terry to ever grow up. The men exchanged hilarious sailor stories, reminiscing their time in Guam. I’m always shy & quiet, but Patrick is such a charismatic extrovert. And I have the biggest crush on my husband. So I love watching him & listening to him in social situations. It always reminds me of how we got together.
I finished editing some photographs before bed, and I sent the past 6 weeks worth of 52 weeks shots to the guy who was my closest friend when I lived in Detroit. He said Terry has some amazing eyes, and I have to agree. They look more like Patrick’s every day. Luminous and expressive. Brennan and Terry are like night and day personality wise. Brennan was a little me, and Terry is a little Patrick. I don’t think he’s going to be the bashful type.