Tonight, when we were eating dinner (nothing fancy, just grilled pork loin and mashed potatoes), Preston looked at me and said “Isn’t this a great dinner? What a good day!”
I smiled and agreed, but I was still coming down from a somewhat icky day at work, so I didn’t really mean it as much as he did.
After dinner, we all went for a walk together around the neighborhood. The temperature was perfect, the sun just setting and everyone happy from a good meal and day. The boys were taking turns walking Daisy and chatting about houses and halloween costume ideas and nothing in particular and Preston looked over at me and said “This is like the best day! Isn’t this a good day, mom?”
That time, I agreed. And I meant it.
Sep 26 2011
Smart kid
Dec 13 2009
Making it a tradition
Last year we discovered a less crowded, more laid back place to visit Santa and decided to go again this year. When we walked into the museum, we realized right away that they moved Santa to the front area (which, aside from basically advertising him being there, was a good thing – near bathrooms, more organized). We got into line right away, with promises to visit the Lego Castle display right after seeing the big man.
The boys were good waiting, although they hesitated walking up to him. Matt actually said “I wrote him a letter, I don’t need to tell him”. HUH?
Anyway, we got our pictures, the boys warmed up a little, and then we headed to the Legos. To be honest, I was disappointed. When they were hyping a Lego Castle Adventure, I was imagining a LIFE SIZE Lego castle that we could walk through. Don’t get me wrong – they had awesome Lego castles – but I was expecting MORE. BIGGER. And according to other people around, I wasn’t the only one. The boys liked it, though, and our museum tradition continues.
While we were putting Matt’s letter to Santa, the letter on top caught my eye and made …
