for the love

I shouldn't forget to mention all of the fun we have been having over the past few weeks. Yes, let's not forget that. There has been a lot of work and a lot of adjusting to new elements added into our days (the adjusting is still going on...it may take a while). But there has been a lot of FUN that has exploded into our days here and there.

One of them being that Josh was handed a pair of tickets to a D-Backs game last Friday. A very good pair of D-Backs tickets. I had never sat so close to a pro baseball game. And as much as I don't get wrapped up in sports and all that jazz...baseball is one that I actually enjoy watching. I even got attached to a certain 3rd baseman and now I find myself taking a look at the sports section of the newspaper for the new word on the team. hee hee...there is nothing like a rowdy crowd, a close game and sharing an ice cream cone in the stands with your sweets to get you interested, right?

And for Asher, the height of his dinosaur love may have peeked when we ventured out to walk with the dinosaurs on Saturday. The show in itself was just amazing. But the best part for me was watching Asher take it all in and listening to him talk non-stop with such eagerness about each dinosaur that he saw walk out on stage. He was smitten. It was a very tender thing to see...a small child witnessing the life of his dreams unfold right before his eyes. And I don't know what is the deal with my emotional reaction to theatrical performances...but as soon as the "paleontologist" invited us with booming enthusiasm to come with him and "walk with the dinosaurs!" as music echoed through the arena and lights danced about the walls...I started crying. I always seem to do this. I was crying at the dinosaur show. It is this catharsis of emotion and it is totally uncontrollable. So, I now know this of myself. And if you ever find yourself sitting next to me at any kind of performance that has any potential to be magical or touching...just know that there will be tears. (And maybe a playful smack on the arm if you make fun of me)!

But really, Asher soaked up the experience and kept repeating the fact that he "yuved that dinosaur show" all the way home. He told several people that it was just "amazing!".

And now, if you were to catch a glimpse of the little guy throughout any given part of the day, you would probably see him digging for dinosaur bones outside, reading his dinosaur books inside, asking to go to the dinosaur museum every day, or growling and constructing disastrous scenes anywhere and everywhere with his dinosaur figurines.

Here he is with a T-Rex tooth.

The pride just bounces off the picture, doesn't it?

And last night, as predicted, his choice of books from the library was the same. I don't know if there are any books on dinosaurs that we haven't checked out. But, miraculously, he always seems to find more. He marches right over to the section that knows his name and begins his selection process...which these days centers around pictures of carnivorous dinosaurs. He is very fascinated with the meat-eating folk.

And the scene above is what I turned around to find after pulling into the driveway. Open book on lap, already read books placed strategically behind the head...and a little boy drifted off to the land of his dreams, where I confidently assume dinosaurs are roaming and he is walking closely beside them.