We had a busy friend and family-filled weekend. We started with dinner at friends' house on Friday night where the boys were introduced to the notion that three girly-looking girls can be rough and tumble kids who like to push each other down the stairs in laundry baskets and generally engage in play that makes my kids feel right at home.
On Saturday the boys enjoyed Valentine's treats, lunch at the neighbors', taking flowers to great-grandma and lots of candy. Today they went with me to another friend's house where Andrew got to play with his buddy, Jackson, who has moved along to kindergarten and is always a sure thing for a good time.
With all that fun, Andrew informed me tonight at bedtime that it had been "his best weekend ever." That's a pretty big statement from Mr. Difficult-to-Impress. I asked him why and he said that he like seeing Jackson and that most of all he liked sleeping in his sleeping bag at Grandma and PaRon's last night and reading his new Texas State Travel Guide.
He's still a little bothered that we retrieved him this morning before he got to paint with PaRon and we read the Texas Visitor Guide like it was a novel tonight. It's been put UNDER his bookcase for safekeeping because he doesn't want Thomas to mess with it.
Being 5 1/2 is a good gig if you can get it. I'll happily settle for mom of 5 1/2.