Saturday was such a nice day. So we took Cooper up to Wye Mountain after Brad got off of work to see the daffodils. The United Methodist Church in Wye plants a huge field of daffodils behind the church every year. It's free to go up there; they just ask for a donation to the church. Cooper was not too sure of the whole experience. I think he's definitely an inside child.
This was when we first got there. He started out ok, then had a brief meltdown. So I took some pictures of the field while Brad was calming him down.
Finally, he just had to come hang out with mommy. I sang to him and rocked him a little until he had fully recovered from his freak out.
Me singing to him:
Then, when he seemed ok, I stood him up next to me. Lately, he thinks that being gently shaken from side to side is hilarious. So once he had calmed down, I tried that and it worked! He started laughing out loud.
Cracking up.
However, that was a little short lived and he REFUSED to smile or be happy when it was picture time with daddy.
Seriously, this was the best I could get.
And then one of the three of us. May be one of the very last (or the very last) of us as a family of three.