Dennis spent last night at Gran's house, the first time he's been away from both his Mommy and Daddy all night long. From what we heard, he did just fine. I called this morning to check on him and didn't get an answer, so I called back in 15 minute intervals until I got Mom on the phone. He had just fallen into the pond at the time. He didn't fall all the way in because she grabbed his shirt and pulled him back, but he did get his clothes wet. Mom tells me she lost two pounds while trying to keep up with him all day! He was very very busy, she says.
David and I went to Six Flags today with a couple of friends, and we had a great time being kids again without having to watch kids. We rode roller coasters and walked around and stood in lines, and I got a little nostalgic for him when we passed the Thomas the Train play area (and we plan to take him there with us next time), but mostly I was glad to be free of the responsibility for the day. When you are a parent, there is always some part of your brain that is tuned to The Mommy Channel, always aware of the havoc your child is or could be wreaking at any moment. While I didn't totally let it go for the day, I did go whole hours without wondering if my house would explode at any moment. And the sleepy kisses we got when we picked him up tonight were special and sweet, always worth coming home for!
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