Patience and Enjoyment

I am truly envious of those who have learned, or perhaps have yet to forget, how to enjoy even the smallest detail of a day.   I continue to remind myself to smile daily. Sad really, when written down (or typed as this case may be).   I am NOT a sad person in general, but I think I may have forgotten to enjoy as much as I can.  Something to reflect on.

March Reflections

March happenings, Hmmm...

Chris took his PT test. He improved from 75.4 in December to 90.3 in March. That was a big relief for everyone. All of the early morning hard work paid off. Chris also took his promotion test for Technical Sergeant in March. He thinks he did well, but we won't know for sure until the middle of June. Hopefully the third time is the charm. He also started on the over 30 basketball team for his squadron. I still smirk a little with that one =).

Lets see, what else... Daylight savings started again. It has been pretty nice to have some light outside later in the day. I don't really like to give up that hour most of the time, but this year it didn't seem to bother any of us so much.

The weather warmed up in March. The snow was gone by the end of the month, but winter is still lingering. We did get quite a few days of decent temps. Warm enough that we were able to take Duncan and Millie to the park. Duncan needed it almost as much as I did. It was so nice to finally be able to play OUTSIDE without having to spend half an hour dressing for it.

How To Tame a Lion

Duncan roars. That's right, roars.
I am not sure if I can pinpoint when it started. I am pretty sure that it started with Halloween. Duncan was a lion for his first Halloween costume. We would say "roar like a lion, ducky", and he would. Only it was in a very shy, and quiet little voice and often followed by covering his mouth and giggling. It progressed with the movie The Jungle Book. From there it was a game with daddy... "Duncan, show me your Big Bear Growl". Duncan would roar, Chris would roar louder and scare him, we would all laugh. After a few times I didn't find it as funny anymore. When Duncan STARTED to roar by himself I thought it was cute, but by the time the movie The Lion King was seen I was over it. By then he had learned to use his imagination, which is a wonderful thing in a two year old, unless it turns on mommy. When he started roaring AT me the game needed to come to an end. Only it hasn't... sigh*