I'm not really sure why, but there has been no Decontamination Period after this trip. I don't know if it's because Travis was with him or what, but I'm lovin' it. There hasn't been any testing of boundaries or sassing or any other one of a myriad of horrible behaviors he has launched on us in the past. Well, there hasn't been any beyond the normal daily 3 year old crap he pulls. It's nice.
Last night was filled with playing, all three of us eating together (four if you count the dog under the table at Alex's chair), and fort building. There was a little fight about going to bed, but it was over quickly. After we read the first book, Alex looked up and told me he needed to listen to my heart. He put his little ear against my chest for a couple seconds and then quickly announced that my heart was empty. Nice. So I asked him with what we could possibly fill it. His response..."I fink," finger tapping his tiny chin, "...Ah-HA! I know what we forgot! Peanut butter cups! I'll go get one."
Between how hard I was laughing and how impressed I was with that involved charade to get a peanut butter cup, there was no way I wasn't going to let him have that treat and that little boy went to bed with chocolate smeared on his face.
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