Monday, May 9, 2011

When life is as simple as a bubble...

 

 

 

 





I love the fact that my boys life's are still very simple. We had a long day Thursday and I kept glancing at the clock a little too eager for nap time. I had a busy weekend a head of me and a house that needed cleaning. I had 3 dozen cookies to bake for an upcoming birthday party that would consist of 10 boys from the ages of 9-12 for Dylan's birthday party. I had laundry to fold and dishes in the sink. Mason was at preschool and Dylan was at school. It was just William and I. I had decided that this would be the time in which I would put a big dent in the work a head of me. I knew the evenings were not going to be a good time because the next two nights were going to be full of baseball practices and baseball games, and procrastination. It was just Will and I home and I got him out a few toys, turned on the tv. and dove head first into my many chores. He tugged on my leg and said. Mommy outside. I glanced outside and as inviting as that sunshine looked I told him not right now. He pouted a bit and walked away. I went back to work. A few minutes later he was back again asking to go outside. I told him it was early and still very chilly and perhaps later. This time he did not give up. He walked into Mason's room and came back with a container of bubbles. He said mommy outside bubbles. He looked so happy that just when I was about to explain to a two year old that mommy had too much work ahead of her and was WAY over her head with the upcoming birthday party plans when it hit me. To him life was simple right now and all that was on his mind was a container of bubbles and the outside. I picked him up. Kissed him on the forehead and thanked him for reminding mommy to enjoy the day, the sun, and most of all, my time alone with him. And outside we went.
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"my popsicle gotted me"

 




William had great time today eating his popsicle. He was as happy as could be until it started to melt. He was getting so mad at something. He kept saying. " no no no stop" I looked over at him. He was ALONE eating his popsicle . I turned back to what I was doing when once again he started again. This time sounded MUCH more upset. " NO NO NO " he wailed. " STO STOP STOP" he yelled. Finally I went over to him trying to figure out what was going on. I thought perhaps it was an imaginary friend gone bad. Nope. I said. Will what is wrong. That is when I he looked up at me and said " my popsicle gotted me" I ran grabbed my camera while laughing and made him smile for me.
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