Spring Fever!

Finally....  Last weekend, we had 35-40 degree weather (then 8 inches of snow) and today, a beautiful 60-65 degrees.  You would think we had all just been set free from a dark cave with all the squinting and overly enthusiastic talk about the weather. 

Last weekend, Oliver tried baseball for the first time.  The sport came up in conversation a couple weeks ago because our realtor invited us to a baseball game in April.  Oliver wanted to know all about baseball and really seemed interested in the rules.  I got him a toddler's baseball and glove.  To be honest, Oliver is a bit bookish, so other than driving his fire engine around, playing trucks at the park, and going for long walks to take in the sights, I would not call him a sporty kid.  His soccer class last summer/fall was hit and miss.  Same thing with gymnastics.  So I had very low expectations about baseball as far as him actual wanting to play the game.  To my surprise, he loved throwing the ball and running around the "bases."  I did not buy a bat, but he wanted to hit the ball with a stick so we did that as well.  We are hoping he will take more of an interest in soccer, but I am glad to know he has some marginal interest in at least one sport for now.

Today was our neighbor, Abby's, birthday party.  She turned four.  All of her friends from her all-girls pre-school class were there.  They had farm animals (chickens, bunnies, and a baby pig) for petting and a bounce castle.  It was quite the affair.  Oliver LOVED the animals and was not the least afraid of them.  He wanted to pet them all.  He was not interested in the bounce house, likely because there were about half a dozen screaming 4 year old girls in it at any one time. 

They also had a car ramp with a "roller-coaster car."  Toward the end of the party, we look over to see Oliver on the top of the ramp with the roller-coaster car and we think he is going to ride down it on his own.  Instead, he carefully climbs down, checks the ramp and wheels on the ramp-car, pushes the car down the ramp and backs it up again.  Next, he walks the ramp up and down.  Comes back to the top, surveys the whole situation and then decides, nope, too risky.  Walks away and goes to play with something else, a toy lawnmower and drives the regular toy car.  This kid is not a risk taker, but he is our sweet little engineer.