My little blue eyes needed some one on one time today. This whole transitioning to no nap thing makes him a bear sometimes… and his sister often catches the brunt of his toddler angst. So off we went.
His eyes were so clear today. Sometimes they’re a little fuzzy, but today they were as blue as could be.
We walked, and talked, and ran sometimes. And held hands.
I’ll always hold his hand when he wants.
And we played with rocks, carried and named them. And then let them go. They were heavy for my tired blue eyes.
The sun was shining, the air was on the crisp side, and it was perfect for a little while. Me and my little blue eyes.