Last night at the Drive-In Gray sat in my lap. He looked back at me, then noticed the stars. He said when he grows up he wants to be an astronaut so that he can go to the stars, and some day he'll take me there. Oh, honey, you already have.
I've been saying yes like it's water this week. Can we get cookies at Starbucks (for breakfast)? Yes! Can we go to the park and get sprayed two days in a row? Yes! Can we have a picnic at the beach, too, again? Yes! Can we throw rocks? Yes!
I admit, all this yessing makes me feel like a happier mom. At first I was getting a little perturbed that the constant fun time was crowding in on my getting-stuff-done time. So, I'm a little behind on some things, but they are things that can be caught up eventually. And they will be. They always do. This