Darn if he isn't coming down with another cold! His nose dripped all day long, and he took two naps, so I know he didn't feel very good. He played pretty quietly today, enjoying his vintage Fisher Price School Days desk. He wouldn't eat his lunch until he'd spelled every word with his letter magnets. And later, he found a long and narrow box and had some real fun! He told me he was getting in his car and driving to the lake house, and he squeezed himself in and made the appropriate car noises and motions. He fell over (guess he took the curve too fast?) and giggled hugely. The box also became a rocket, and he blasted off to look for aliens.
I hope his cold doesn't last long. I hate when he isn't feeling his best. I was surprised to come in from outside and discover that he had woken from his nap and was running around in the house unsupervised for nearly 20 minutes. He told me he'd been drawing pictures and I panicked, worrying about the walls, but asked him calmly 'with what?'. He replied "with my markers" and my heartbeat sped up, and then he showed me a masterpiece on the dry erase board in the kitchen (put there for just this purpose). He'd even put the markers away when he was done. I complimented him on a beautiful job and mentally counted my blessings!
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