Since Thomas and I moved into our new condo and are no longer sharing living space with my niece and nephews, it's been of top priority that we see them as frequently as possible. Because it's always the people you live the closest to that it's the easiest to cancel plans with, right? With that in mind, we've started this routine where each week Nomi (who is 3, has an incredible vocabulary, and likes to talk about his Halloween costume) comes to play at my house on Thursdays. It's a nice way for me to end my week, and it gives Mackenzie (my sister) a break from having a three year old for the day. Which, if you have any experience with that adorable age, you understand.
When I picked him up this morning he was ready to go with his packed bag, a puffy winter coat, and a pink and purple scarf. He talked my ear off about their puppy, monster trucks, his sister's Halloween costume, and when the topic switched to his mama he said "My mommy sure is one sweet girl." Charmer.
Armed with dozens of q-tips, a paint tray from the dollar store, and a bag of potato chips we lived this day up and down. We glued popsicle sticks to construction paper and watched Despicable Me to distract him from that awkward if he naps he'll never sleep tonight point in the day. Entertaining a three year old is always a little intimidating to me, but the trick seems to be going at his pace and answering the same question fifty times in a twenty minute period.
And tonight! Before I dropped him off with his mama, we spent twenty minutes "looking for treasure" aka gravel and talking in pirate voices.