When Kian saw Zac, Logan, and Felicity drive away, he pathetically said, "I need my Lo-den, Daddy, and Lee-see." But once I told him he and I were going to have some Kian, Mama time, he was good. He is a mama's boy after all. My "koala baby".
So we headed out to the garden where he wanted to help me weed. I taught him how to identify the pumpkin plants and taught him how to weed around them. He did a great job and never pulled up a pumpkin. Next he watered for me, while I just sat and watched his every cute move and listened to his every word, which are many. He likes to talk! And he was quite aware that he had full stage with no one to interrupt him. So he talked and talked.
In a matter of 2 minutes, he showed me how a stick can make you a pirate, be ridden like a horse, or used as a bridge.
He showed me the "vedy vedy hunny (hungry) bees", which reminded him that he too was vedy vedy hunny, and tursty (thirsty).
So in we went for lunch, which he chose. Popcorn, cereal, and apples. But we were out of apples. Can you tell it was grocery day?
We had a couch picnic and lounged between bites. What a life! Kian wanted to know if my Kanteen was purple or pink and we both decided it was "purplish pink".
And then, though he didn't want to, he napped.
And I crafted.
When he awoke, he wanted to paint with me and asked if I'd please get him a toothbrush so he could do so. :)
We painted side by side for a bit, him talking all the while about cement trucks, our dog Denver, the baby in my belly, turning 3, and everything in between.
Soon, Zac and the older two were home. Zac asked me what I thought about him "quickly going to the S-T-O-R-E for ice and taking number 3."
Kian replied, "Yeah! I wanna go! I wanna go there with you!"
We are getting less past this little smarty every day.
While the kids played in their newly organized playroom (I did that while Kian napped too), I harvested some dinner from the garden.
A beautiful day all around.
God is so good, and I'm always thankful for these times where He allows me the privilege to just focus in on one of the kids at a time, and appreciate the uniqueness that makes up each one of them.