I do love my little boy. I just went to check on him as it’s just gone 9 p.m., and I wanted to make sure he had settled down and gone to sleep. Sure enough—his reading light was still on, as he likes to go to sleep that way, but he was all snug & cozy under the sheet and comforter that he’d pulled up himself. Head on his arms, and a bare shoulder peeking out at the top. I kissed his blonde curls, and he didn’t stir.
He had a big day today—Bal Pals at his gymnastics place for 3 hours, then we went out to visit our friends Jessica and Eamon (three months old next week) for a few hours. The first thing Jonathan said when I told him we were going out there was, “Can I stroke the baby’s legs?” We even stayed long enough to see Archie for twenty minutes or so before we headed out.
Then we picked up Jonathan’s zither from Strait Music, who had kindly restrung it for us for a very nominal fee, and we stopped at a restaurant to have dinner together. Dale and his brother Glen left for New Orleans this morning and won’t be back until Friday afternoon, so I told my little boy that we’d go out to dinner. He was very appreciative of his newly strung zither (“Thank you for getting my zither restrung, Mummy!” without even being prompted), and while the dinner table he said, “This is fun, going out to dinner.” He is good company. (Except for those times when he’s not!)
Jonathan has been completely thrilled to have his uncle Glen around, and he has decided that Glen must not go back until 1st June. He does understand that he leaves on Monday (19th May), though, but this afternoon he did ask me when Glen would be coming back again. Always planning ahead, that boy.
Posted by elizabeth at May 14, 2003 09:14 PM