The Only Kid Home

This week Mr. Trouble on Feet is the ONLY kid home.  All the big kidlets are spending the week with Grandma Kathy and Auntie Dot, and that means that this little guy and I are having “Special Week.”  It’s a week where I say YES!  to getting donuts at the grocery store, and going on extra long bike rides, trips to the sandy beach, and ice cream.  It means he gets to eat breakfast next to me on the couch and we sit on the comfy leather chairs at the ice cream  store with our ice cream,  even though his little legs are covered with sand.  It means we can go out to lunch with Dr. Peds, and it means  he can sleep on the floor at night.   It means he has the entire bin of LEGOS to himself, and nobody takes apart what he builds.    Whenever anyone has asked him if he likes being by himself this week, that person has gotten an earful from a little chatterbox about what a great time he’s having. The week isn’t over (actually, they are gone for a week and a half) and we have many, many plans in the works.