Hi, my name is Seth and I am one year old, soon to be two (on February 2).
Today my mom was cleaning her house and I was, as usual, busy doing other things. My mom calls it mischief but I don’t know what that means.
Well. Something great happened! She took me outside for a walk with her.
See, the other day when my whole family was in the car, my Dad had to stop and get a drink at the gas station. When he came out, he gave my mom a dog bone. She said, what is this? Are you trying to say I’m a dog, Rich? She laughed and laughed and so did Dad. He said, well, at least it’s a homemade dog bone. Mom said, they were selling homemade dog bone biscuits and you decided to buy me one? Dad laughed and laughed again. One time I heard mom say she liked surprise gifts so I know she was really happy with Dad.
Well, this old dog bone was hanging around the kitchen too long so Mom said, Seth do you want to go outside and give this bone to Parker with me?
As soon as I heard the word, GO, I was nodding my head up and down. That means yes.
We started to go out the door but it was pretty cold so Mom said, sit here while I go get your shoes and coat. I was feeling so good that I obeyed which I think surprised Mom because when she came back there I was, still sitting in the same spot.
Soon I had my coat and my shoes and we started to walk down the hill. I was going too fast down that hill so I said, whoa, and then Mom held my hand.
As soon as I saw our Dog, I threw the bone. Mom said, no not yet and she picked it up and took it to the dog. I didn’t get too close because I don’t like the dog to knock me over.
Then, we walked way over to the chicken coop. Mom went in front of me faster than I could walk and I started to be mad and cry. She ignored me. She does that when she knows I can do it myself without any help.
When we got to the coop, mom let out the chickens and collected one egg. I took the lid off the feed bin and grabbed a handful to throw at a chicken. That’s how you feed them. It was so fun.
Our rooster is very scary. He runs at me and knocks me down. One time he did it and Dad yelled to my mom, do you want a child with only one eye? She said, absolutely not, we need to build a fence!
If I see any chicken at all, I sit down and yell GO at it. I think if I sit down on my own, it will not knock me down. So I sit, yell go real loud, and point my finger away in the direction I want it to go.
When we were done with that, we kept walking around some more on the lawn. Mom was cleaning, like she always does. She picked up stuff off the lawn and I went over to throw a rock in the pond. When I threw it I said, bye. . Mom. . and I waved at her and went to get another rock. Mom wondered where I was going. I get my rocks from the lower driveway and then go all the way back to the pond. It is so fun to throw them in. I do that and then I turn around to smile at my mom because I know she is very proud of me.
Then, I saw my little ride on toy and went on that. I like it just fine, but Mom says if you see it at Target do not buy it because it will fade and not last.
I rode on my toy for about 10 seconds and then I remembered that we have a big thing to jump on called a trampoline so I ran to that but mom said no we are not jumping on that today. I surprised her because when she said no I did what my brothers do and I begged by saying please please. They do this and a lot of times she changes her mind so I tried it and it worked! She lifted me up and let me jump. I bounced a little and then I took off my shoes and threw them so I could jump better but then I decided not to jump after all. So mom sighed real big and had to sit me down and put my shoes right back on but I know she didn’t mind.
After that I had to go inside again. I love to be outside and I hope I get to go out there again soon.
That is all. Thank you for reading about my walk.
PS. On our walk my mom picked up one glass jar, 2 legos, 2 pairs of shoes, 3 jackets, one empty plastic bag, a hair brush, a water bottle, and some broken plastic. She wonders if she is the only one who sees the garbage and stuff. She is wrong. We all see it but she is the only one who thinks to pick it up. She also brought one egg into the house, in her pocket. I think my mom is wonderful. She is doing the best she can. I know that because I hear her say it real loud sometimes.
Good to be Home 