Waiting for our dinner…
Sometimes I think my 2.5 year old is the only one who gets me. I’ve been in a bit of a funk the last 48 hours or so, and today after giving Sesame a bath and putting his clothes on I went in my bedroom and just laid on the bed on my stomach. I heard Sesame come in the room and I prepared myself for him to climb up and jump on my back. I felt him staring and then heard him walk out the room. A few minutes later he came back dragging something with him, but I still didn’t look up. I heard him sit down on the bedroom floor and finally I looked up to see what he was doing. He was just sitting on the floor playing with his trains. He didn’t say a word and neither did I, but it felt like he just knew that I didn’t really need or even want to be left alone, but I did need a moment to just be…
Pre-birthday kisses…
This is why he’s my sonshine… He gets me…
Do your little ones ever do anything that lets you know that they get you?
