Balance and Trust

We are thoroughly enjoying our visit with Mike, Laurelyn, Graham, and Dean! They arrived late last evening. Overnight we had the most powerful thunderstorm ever --- the thunder rumbled for at least a solid hour and the lightning was pretty much non-stop. A few loud cracks hit nearby the house and I was quite sure we'd have a tree down come morning, but we lucked out.


After sleeping in quite late (such a luxury!), we had breakfast and then Graham and I took a jaunt into SW Harbor to do some errands. We stopped at the farmers' market and picked out some dee-licious strawberries and two small wooden lobster boats, one for G and one for Dean. We also strolled to the SWH Library (a real treasure) and G checked out about 10 books, many about dinosaurs.


We had a light lunch when we returned home (must leave room for lobster dinner...must leave room for lobster dinner) and after a bit, Al, Mike and G headed to the lighthouse for some photos and rock-climbing.

While they were gone, Dean and I had fun playing the piano and playing with Al's giant yellow exercise ball. Dean invented a new game where he took my hands and pulled himself up onto the ball. I'd help him move into a seated position where he'd balance himself while I'd bounce him on the ball. Then, with an amazing sense of trust, he'd throw himself back against the ball, knowing that I'd hang onto his feet. With a little coaching from Grandma, "Put your hands down, Dean! Hands down!" he'd reach over his head until all ten fingertips touched the carpet. Then I'd gently ease him down to the floor. He couldn't scramble back onto the top of the ball quickly enough for another go-round.

Toddlers can have an amazing sense of trust. And this toddler also seems to know something about balance. Trust and balance. Balance and trust. A winning combination. We can probably all learn something from the little prince.