my newest granddaughter, Kate Elizabeth was born last evening. I stayed with my 2 yr old grandson Ethan last night while mom and dad were busy at the hospital.
it was a bit of an adventure.
bedtime last pm.
"its bedtime sweetie..." his face starts to crumble and the tears start to well..."why?"
oh no...not the broken heart why?
"ok..how about one more show, then we go to bed, is that fair?"
he chokes back the tears and says tremulously.."ok that fair to me."
0530 this morning...
"i awake grandma!"
"ok, lets go have breakfast."
"I has an idea!" as he pulls a jar out of the fridge...
hmmm..pretty sure this is a bad idea.
" no pickled beans for breakfast"
"because mommy would be mad."
"because pickled beans are not on the breakfast instruction list."
"i don't know sweetheart, they just are not."
he settled for peanut butter toast and a banana..no broken heart this morning....such a good boy!!!