Kster really likes me. I mean, can you blame him? I'm awesome. But, oftentimes this means that he has this ultimate fear that he won't get to hang out with my awesomeness at all moments of his waking exsistence. And Kster likes to know that we are close enough at all times that he can hug me within a moments desire.
Kster loves church. He loves his class. He especially loves that he's a big boy now and gets to go with big kids and his brother. But there is that darn factor that moms don't get to go to class with their kids. Mom's get grown up classes. And so starting on Saturday night Kster decides he does not like church. Last night he told he me "I can't go to church. Remember, I'm sick!" This church defiance will continue until 5 minutes into the kid part of church. When I pick him up from class he is all smiles and giggles. He's so happy. He shows me his artwork. He waves goodbye to his teacher, who previously he refused to even look at because if he doesn't see her maybe class is just all a figment of our imagination. And he proclaims, "I had FUN".
He will continue to tell everybody he sees for the rest of the week all about his class. He will tell them he is a big boy and goes to big boy class. He will smile and look so proud and then Saturday night will roll around again and the cycle will continue.
1 comment:
Isn't it just wonderful to be loved so much! Enjoy it now as there will be a time in the not too distant future when he won't want to be with you. All part of life. I love 3 year olds :-)
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