Son*shine

Today was BEAUTIFUL!  Living in the north for a year now has given me a new definition of "warm".  I am used to at least 80 degrees in the beginning of May.  Not the 50's we have been experiencing.  So of course I took full advantage of this warmer weather!  (after Stuart's crazy long 4 hour nap).  So we went through the process of getting our shoes on, finding our jacket, grabbing my phone (incase the school called) only to get outside and realize, I forgot my sunglasses.  Have you ever tried to bring a toddler inside right after going outside???  It's more like dragging than walking.  So, I get the sunglasses go outside sit down......and he wants his lawn mower.  Only problem is, said lawn mower is inside because it's been too cold to play with it outside.  Again....drag the boy inside, grab the mower, and back out we go.  Plays with it for two seconds...."Bubbles" he so cheerfully points out.  We bought those new Crayola bubbles, you know the cool ones that are bright colors and don't stain.  Well, they are bright colors, but they are extremely hard to make bubbles with, mostly splatter, make a HUGE mess, and......wait for it.....THEY STAIN!  Orange, not such a good color all over your skin.  I decided I was wearing more bubble mix than I was blowing, so away they went.  I would not recommend them to ANYONE!  Unless you have some reason to punish yourself with stained hands and splatter all over your face and clothes.  Bubbles away we see Miss Julie.  He loves him some Miss Julie so we went to say "Hi" and wait for his girls to get off the bus.  

Then it was back home to play with chalk.....or shall I say to EAT chalk. 

 About this time he sees the older kids playing four square....BALL!  He is like a precision guided missile when it comes to balls. He sees his target and goes directly to it swiftly and without falter.   However, these girls are not having it and call "Interference" stopping the game.  He gets it, he's not getting the ball.  I distract him with yet more chalk and right about that time, his favorite daddy in the world shows up!  Like any boy, he jumps from my lap and runs to daddy wanting to drive his car....and like any daddy Sean does not refuse!  

A quick running of errands, eating of dinner, and back outside we are.  Only this time, it's time to play "Kick the Sugar" for those of you who do not know what "the Sugar" is....that is our 6 year old Maltese.  He has learned that kicking her gets a reaction.  Have you ever tried telling a toddler that kicking a dog is not nice?  It's like telling them to stop doing that really fun thing that gets that AWESOME reaction!  After about 10 minutes of that, God smiles on me and .... yawn, yawn again, rubbing of the eyes!  I, being a skilled seer of all things sleepy, realize it is finally the end of a long day and time for bed.  And that is where we went.  So, while I got zero domestics done today, Stuart got more "work" in than most days.  And I got to basque in his son*light and enjoy every moment of it.  Being a toddler is hard work!  Being his mommy,  best job I've ever had!