While Micah was napping the other day, Max and I took a little walk in the back lane. Max found an old flower pot stand and fancied himself in a walker. That was so cute.
I automatically went into bug hunting mode. But since Micah wasn't around, I thought it'd be good to just spot some bugs but give them a break for once and not "imprison them", as Micah puts it.
While I was busy scanning under the leaves of the bitter-gourd creeper, I spotted 2 ladybugs. So instead of capturing them in a container, I captured them with my camera phone.
Then I noticed Max found another interest: pulling at the vines of the creeper. He seemed really thrilled just uncurling the vines and then see them snap off in his little fingers. I know, not very kind to the vines, but it's a new discovery for him.
Spending almost all with my boys finds me looking out for things of their interest almost all the time. This is so true, like when I drive out on my own even, I will be looking out for trains, double decker buses, excavators, bulldozers and tractors and cement mixers.
Such are my preoccupations these days.