For Seth-4yr,

Today I picked you up from preschool and you ran out of the classroom, arms open wide for a hug, a huge smile, and all your dimples on display. You hugged my leg while your teacher explained how you’d accidentally ‘had a lot of sand.’  You blamed someone named Jose.

Every day when I pick you up, you want to show me all your ‘work’ before getting into your carseat and getting your seatbelt on. So that’s what we do. It’s too important to wait until we get home.

Your big, chocolate-y eyes barely stay open on the ride home. You’re exhausted from playing, learning, or eating sand that was somehow Jose’s fault. You often eat your lunch while in my lap at the table, and today you were so tired that I held your face up while you finished eating.

Right now you’re sound asleep, napping under a Spiderman blanket and holding tightly to a corner of your pillowcase. Your big stuffed penguin is laying on the floor with just his beak shoved through the crack of the door, on the side with the hinges.

Just so I don’t shut it.

Always thinkin’, you are. (Poor penguin.)

You were mad about nap since you wanted to go ride your new bike. Even though I had to hold up your tired little face while you chewed, you were sure you had enough energy to ride a bike.

Later.

For now, I’m just glad you – my last little baby – are sweetly napping and quietly snoring.

This morning, before dawn, I think you ate animal crackers on the couch while the rest of the house slept. There was evidence, little guy. And one cat seemed extremely wet for some reason. I don’t know if you bathed a cat this morning, but it certainly seems as if you did.

You are always full of ideas. Most of them are pretty good ones.

(giving cats baths before dawn is not one of them, though)

I’m going to ask you about that later when you wake up. I wouldn’t be surprised if you blamed Jose.

IS there even a kid in your class named Jose…?