love

Forever

Each night after tuck, Daniel usually calls out for us once or twice. Sometimes he wants permission to go to the bathroom despite us begging him to go before bedtime. Sometimes he has a question about what we are doing and why we are making so much noise (the joys of a one-level house!). Mostly, though, he just wants an extra cuddle, which we are thrilled to give.  Tonight when I went into his room, he asked for a cuddle and told me, “I’m going to cuddle you forever. Is that OK?”

Is that OK? YES! And then I was a puddle of KeAnne goo on the floor at his sweetness.

Daniel has been playing with the concept of forever lately, and it’s often sweet. He has started telling us recently that he is going to live with us forever and wants us all to retire (yeah, I wish!). While part of me thrills at the fact that right now, in this moment of his young life, he loves us so much that he wants to stay with us forever, I know that’s not likely. That’s not reality. I know that in a few short years, he’ll be trying to get away from us as quickly as he can and frankly, we’ll probably want the same. That’s the natural course of things.

He’s on that cusp of being a big little boy and a little big boy, and it’s oh-so-bittersweet.

Capture the Everyday: Love

Daniel loves going outside and exploring our yard, and while he loves leaves and pine cones, he especially loves flowers. He isn’t content to just admire them in the pot or in the ground, he must pick them.  As soon as we go outside, he runs to one and says happily, “pick fower.”

While I’m glad he loves nature and flowers, it sure does wreak havoc with my attempts to beautify our porch and yard! In attempt to reach a compromise (because yes, negotiating with a 2-year-old makes perfect sense), we bought him a purple mum of his own over the weekend.  Purple is his favorite color, and we hope that if we told him he could pick all he wanted from it, he might leave the other flowers alone.  J dubbed it the “sacrificial mum.”

Picking flowers from his mum

As you can see, our strategy is not working 100%.

Oooh, I like the pansies too!

He also loves pumpkins and tries to carry them no matter how big they are.

That pumpkin used to be part of my fall display on my porch

Flowers come and go, but the joy on my little boy’s face when he’s playing with them is worth it.

Capture the Everyday from Adventuroo

Week in My Life: Thursday

Day 4 of Adventuroo‘s awesome project to document your week.  I’ll admit that I struggled to think of something to document for Thursday because it didn’t seem overly different than what I documented on Tuesday.   I know that’s sort of the point of the project: you are not mundane.  Your life is not mundane.  So what I decided to do is document a few “firsts” from today.

Freak out

I usually take my iPhone everywhere, especially on a preschool day because my MIL will often call me to give me a synopsis of Daniel’s day because we have been worried about how he is adjusting.  Today I was involved in an impromptu brainstorming session in my boss’ office for a Thanksgiving card we are creating to send to clients, but I forgot to bring my phone.  After the meeting I returned to my office and saw that I had 4 missed calls and then J called as I was getting ready to listen to the voicemail.

J: Did you see my text?

Me: No, I just returned from a meeting?  What’s up?

J: They think Daniel had an allergic reaction at school

Me:  WHAT???????  To what?  What happened? (as far as we know, he doesn’t have any allergies)

J:  Apparently they think it was a plant on the playground.  Hold on.  My mom’s calling – I’ll conference her in.

We had a somewhat garbled three-way conversation, but the gist of it was that Daniel had gotten really red in the face and sweaty on the playground and had been playing with a plant (he loves leaves and flowers right now), and the teachers thought it resembled an allergic reaction.  They wiped his hands down with alcohol and he left a little early.  MIL was almost home and the redness was already fading.

As the day went on, MIL emailed us a few times and told us that Daniel seemed fine (whew!).  He’s very fair-skinned, so we think that maybe he became overheated while playing, but we have the plant and will Google it. 

I think my heart stopped when I first heard they thought it was an allergic reaction.  I was ready to grab my purse and pick him and take him home.  My poor baby!

School Pictures

Daniel’s preschool had pictures made last week.  I agonized over his outfit because it was his first school picture.  I even went to the mall at lunch one day and bought him a $26 shirt from Gymboree to wear.  We decided it was too risky to get his hair cut before pictures, so even though it was a little long, it would be ok.  We told MIL under no condition was she to give him a center part and brush his hair so he looked like a little Dutch boy; we wanted a side part. 

The best-laid plans…

We received his picture today.  Not good.  His outfit is cute, but he looks like he is about to cry; that’s because he cried when he saw the camera.  We sort of don’t want to buy any pictures because why would we want a picture of our little boy being sad?  But it feels wrong not to buy a least a small package. 

I guess this was our first foray into the exquisite torture that is school picture day.

Unhappy boy

Sweet Words

Daniel’s vocabulary has exploded in the last few weeks, and it is wonderful hearing him verbalize anything and everything.  He recently started saying “love” and tonight he said, “I love Mommy.”  Granted, it wasn’t spontaneous – we asked him if he could say it.

But still.

“I love Mommy.”

Best thing I’ve ever heard.

Racing his train along the window sill