Remember how I said that I have the tendency to go a bit crazy, planning summer activities? Well, I might have tried to pack a little too much into this week. Monday and Tuesday I worked. There was a hot glue gun "incident" on Tuesday, which was so stressful, I felt a bit like a whole week had passed already.
Wednesday, I took Dylan to story time at the bookstore again, where he heard books about dads, and made a Father's Day craft. He must have really wanted Jim to like it, because he was the last one still working on his. The nice lady told me to just bring the supplies over to her when he finished.
Wednesday evening Jim and I had a date, while our amazing friend Rachel, came to babysit. (Any friend who calls YOU and asks if she can babysit, is amazing, wonderful, and possibly deserving of sainthood in my book). We went to dinner and saw Iron Man 2, and I actually stayed up past 11pm for the first time in a long time. Unfortunately, Dylan missed the memo where this meant he was supposed to let me sleep in the next day.
Yesterday morning, when I told Dylan that we were going to meet "daddy" at Chick-Fil-A for dinner, and to make a tool box, he was super excited. When I told him we were going to the library to return books and get new ones in the morning, and that he should go get dressed, he came down the stairs like this...
When we over schedule children's lives they let us know. We just have to pick up on their subtle hints.
We quickly returned the books, then came home and spent the rest of the morning and afternoon relaxing.
Last night I got to watch my 3 1/2 year old and his daddy build something with wood for the first time. When we were eating, I remarked to Jim, "That sounds an awful lot like REAL hammers they are using over there". I had this image of Dylan swinging the hammer around, people running for cover, and a trip to the ER, but he did it! No one was hurt, and he actually hammered a few nails in successfully.