We'd like to welcome to our family, the stray cat who wouldn't go away, Annie. But more about her some other time. This is about my good boy Jack. As this blog is sometimes a journal for myself, a few notes on the day featuring my oldest boy, Jack.
A) He took a nap today for the second time this week. Either he's not feeling well or he's about to go through some sort of major growth spurt.
B) He is really pleasant company after a nap.
C) He got in trouble for not listening to me at the park today. I told him not to go near the stream that runs through the park. He and his friends, Alyssa and Isaac did anyway and he ignored me as I screamed for him to get away. (It was high and running quickly.) Because he did not listen, he lost his TV privileges for the afternoon. I am, however, sometimes a sucker and look for ways for him to earn back things he has lost. In the past, I've had him fold the dish towels and I do have a mountain of laundry to fold. And then, after his nap and after I went upstairs to fetch Robbie and change diapers, I came back downstairs to this scene:
It melted my heart and was very much worth "The Little Einsteins."
(Robbie tried to help...)
D) Before he went to bed tonight, he told me, "Mommy, children can say their prayers by themselves." He proceeded to kneel by his bed and say his prayers.
Life can be so sweet.
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