playtime

Today as I was working, The Boy came up behind me and said "You have a picnic mommy? Come on! You have a picnic?" I turn around to find the boy just laden down with play food, clutching his green babies which he has started to spread on the floor for a picnic blanket. I was busy at work, mind you, but The Boy has never asked me to a picnic before, so I decided it was breaktime.

We sat on the floor and spread out the buffet of play food. "That's an eggplant, mommy. You eat it? My think it's good." "My brought you bananas. You like bananas." "My make you a sandwich. You eat it." We had so much fun, and I hope he wants to have a picnic again soon.

The Babe has discovered a new game of her own. Each night I read her a chapter of whatever book we are currently reading. I keep the receipt from the library as our bookmark. So, each night I sit in the little tea-table chair by her bed, open the book, place the bookmark on the floor by my feet, and start reading. Last night, The Babe accidentally dropped her Brown Bear on the floor as I was reading, and when she picked him up she grabbed the receipt, too. When I was done with the chapter and looked for the bookmark, she giggled that I didn't know where it was. I hadn't noticed that she picked it up along with Brown Bear.

So, tonight she is fidgeting in her bed as I am reading. She gets out of her bed on the opposite side from me, crawls on the floor all the way around the bed, reaches her hand way out, grabs the bookmark, and crawls back around the bed and climbs in. All the while she is trying very hard to stifle her giggles, and all the while I am pretending not to notice, because I know exactly what she's doing. I finish the chapter and pretend to look for the bookmark. Where could it be?! I know I put it right here! Oh, she was hysterical. She honestly believes that I didn't see her take it.

I am enjoying playing with The Kiddos so much. They are so sweet and innocent. The simplest things make them happy. It's really sweet to be a part of it.