For the first time in 15 months, I have had the unique and special privilege of spending 24 hours alone with my elder child. My beloved husband took our daughter to visit his parents and check in on his father who is recovering from ankle surgery, and I stayed here with Alexander so that he could attend a friend's birthday party tomorrow. Because these things are important.
And so, Alex and I have enjoyed the last 12 hours of hanging out, running errands, eating, and eating some more, watching movies and generally just enjoying each other's company. At dinner this evening, he said to me just after ordering, "Mommy, so what are we going to talk about?" Like, he was sick of me already??? He more than made up for it after dinner by telling me that I am his favorite woman because I'm smart and pretty. That also made up for last night's screaming fit about leaving the pool, and certainly made those few times he's told me that he hates me a little less stinging.
Anyone that needs an ego boost should spend a day with my nearly-five year old.
