Five Short of a Six Pack

The other morning littleb stopped me on the stairs.  “Mom, what’s this on my stomach? “, he asked, pulling up his shirt.

“What’s what?” I asked?

“That”, he said, pointing at an indentation near his rib cage.

“Oh. That’s an ab”, I said.

“I THOUGHT so!”, he beamed.  Then he ran upstairs to show his Dad his new ab.

Cut to later that morning, littleb, Mac and I met a friend and her two little girls for a hike at Breakheart Pond in Exeter.  Kara and I have been friends and former colleagues for years, but the kids had never met.  Introductions were made and we started walking.  Kara was in the back with littleb and she was asking him about himself-how old he was, what he likes to do, etc., and he told her he was nine, plays all sports, but likes basketball the best, and he has an ab.

The kid lights up my world. I’m going to have to come up with a new moniker for him, though, because “littleb” doesn’t seem right for a boy with an ab.

Here are some pics from the hike.

 

A good rock-throwing stream

Snack time

More rock throwing opportunities

On the road again. Mac likes to dress herself. She has her shorts on backwards.

 

Have a good week, Everyone!

Chicken out