Yay, I have finally started to blog again and here is my first post. Of many, I hope.
With a little background to kickstart this new website, we are a family of four. My oldest two children who are 18 and 16 goes to school in MSSD and they are there because we believe it is the best Deaf high school program fit for them. This means only seeing them during the holidays and sustaining our connection though texts/facetime. In here, you will mostly see Henry Ryder with some dashes of families who have included me into their lives and sweet spells of having my older two children with us for holidays. (Plus some throwbacks)
With that said, onto the purpose of this post. Henry Ryder was born in Austin, Texas and I believe beacuse of his place of birth, he has innate need to wear the least amount of clothes possible. He is slowly adjusting to the climate here in Rochester, New York. Imagine my delight when he asked for us to go outside in the snow. What started out to be a forage into the front lawn led to a few hours of us wandering in our neighborhood. We began with shoveling our steps and sidewalk then he wanted to shovel the entire way over to the park, which is only a block away.
While we steadily worked our way toward the park, Henry Ryder sang, "I am helping the snowman! I push the snow. I am shoveling, shoveling and shovel! Mommy, I am shoveling to the park!" By the time we reached the park, my toes were already frozen but he was too focused in his task as he tried to shovel the whole park. Out of the entire wandering, the best part for me was when he looked up and realized the clouds were roiling by us in its dark swirls. "Look mommy! Clouds!" He then yelled to it, "Go clouds go!!! Go clouds!!!"... "I blow you! Henry blow!!!!" *he blew mightier than the wolf who blew at the brick house* "Go clouds! I help you!" By the time he did this, my phone was dead and I didnt have the chance to record it. *sigh*
As you can see in the pictures, when it was time to go, he did not want to leave. It took some negotiating and empty threats on my end with me walking away and bidding him bye to no success. Finally, in the end I went over to him and told him since he wasn't walking by himself, I would need to carry him back home. Yup, protestations ensued. However, the disappointment of heading back upstairs was melted away with hot chocolate and tea.
All in all, it was a good outing for this boy who has a natural abhorrance toward being bundled up and exposed to anything below 65 degrees give or take. I hope you enjoy the pictures as much as I have loved taking them.
Much love and light to you all.