Losing My Mind

This is how I have felt these last couple of weeks:

Something I Need to Remember
There's something I need to remember.
But somehow it seems I forgot.
I'll sit here until I recall it.
I won't move an inch from this spot.

Is sleeping the thing I've forgotten?
Did I not remember to eat?
Did I take a shower this morning?
Is all of my homework complete?

Should I be at home or at school?
Or watching a show on TV?
Are some of my friends coming over?
Is somebody waiting for me?

And why am I sitting here thinking,
not moving an inch from this spot?
I'm sure that there must be a reason,
but somehow it seems I forgot.--Kenn Nesbitt

May

Boston decided it would be fun to climb in his dresser and pull out all of his clothes. He saw me pulling out all of his clothes that don't fit anymore and decided to join in the fun.

I took Boston to the park and let him swing. He wanted to play forever. He even enjoyed the slide.

Spring Fever

So Boston has been dying to get outside to play. He stares out the window and tries to get out the door when it is opened or climb through the doggy door. In fact, he started saying "outside" today. I decided it would be fun to take him for a walk to the park. I put Boston on the swing. He loved it. He was giggling and smiling the whole time. When I went to take him out, he was mad at me. I put him on the slide. He also loved it. I even got him to go down the big slide on his own. I showed him how to climb through the tunnel and climb the stairs. We played for almost an hour on the playground. It was the first time where I got him to do something other than just on the swing or walk around.