For him anyway.
The other night I was closing things up and getting ready to put myself to bed and when I went over to close up the TV cabinet....what do you suppose I see?
Yes. Thats right. A potato masher. Setting so very nicely by his videos. And I think, awww....look how he keeps his things so neat and tidy.
Well, I get back to my room and am getting ready to crawl into my cozy bed when I look over at my nightstand and hmmmm...there is something very, very important missing here.
I look all around, under the bed, under the covers, on the floor....I finally just give up and decide to start another.
But, its not quite time to tuck myself in. Another check on the little guy is necessary. And what do you think I see smiling up at me??? No, not the little guy. Hes sleeping very soundly. Thats right. My book. That was missing from its spot on my nightstand. That little turkey.
Fast forward to today. He laid down for his quiet time very, very excited. Hes having his first sleepover at grammys this evening after all.When he comes out of his room at three zero zero he has his bag all packed up and ready to go. He had that bag stuffed to the brim with all kinds of things.
This is a portion of the clothing that I removed from the bag. But all said, he had packed 4 long sleeve shirts, 3 short sleeve shirts, 1 pair of pants, 1 undershirt, 1 pair of shorts, 4 pair of jammies, and 14 pair of underwear.
But most importantly, he had all his wrist bands.
His ice cream cone necklace.
And his trusty potato masher.
After a little talking and a very big compromise (on his part) we scaled down a bit and ended up with this. (his favorite red TJ's bag not to be left behind)
As Im getting his sneakers on and talking to him about all the fun hes going to have, of course, I have to remind him of a few things:Me: What kind of behavior are you going to be on?
G: Best behavior, mama.
Me: What kind of report do I want from Grammy tomorrow?
G: A great report, mama.
Me: What are you gonna do when Grammy says its time to clean up and get ready for bed?
G: Im gonna say, Thats a great idea, Grammy, because when I go to bed and sleep it makes me grow big and strong.
Hes such a good boy.
7 comments:
He is simply incredible! Is he really this good? Do you have another one just like that to send me? He can bring his potato masher because you never know when you might need one. Especially in the middle of the night...
Seriously though, he is such a beautiful boy. I have never met him, but I can see you in him very clearly. Hurry and come out west!
I really can't stand how wonderful he is. His brain is always pumping out cute, thoughtful and smart little bits of information.
Do I need to buy you another Trader Joe's bag? The last one I got you seems to have been permanently adopted by the little sweet potato named G. :-)
I couldn't stop laughing about packing all those clothes....I can see you doing that when you were his age. I know you did. Kelly
Ohmygosh. I love this post! He is such a fun little guy. I bet you missed him. I just love that he's got a thing for a potato smasher right now! How funny.
That little G is too cute! You know, you can never pack too many pairs of underwear...smart kid! Love that his new favorite toy is the potato masher. You're a great mom for letting him take it to Grammy's.
He was indeed such a good boy..no bad reports on my end,(not that I'd tattle on him anyway)..I think everything got transported back home.......except his potato masher.I hope he doesn't miss it tonight :-) Wish we had time to do it again.
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