Just returned from a very summery time visiting my sister and her family in Colorado! I’ve been taking the Dream Lab class to heart–playing, resting and trying to be kind to myself. It must be working! (Matt and I even had a silly string fight last week, which I seriously recommend.)
Just after landing back at SFO, we were all waiting on the tarmac to be let out of the plane. The plane was completely silent, everyone a little impatient to get to their destination.
Ben suddenly announces loudly: I LOVE my daddy! I LOVE my dada!
(I could see people’s faces relax into an oh-what-a-lovely-boy-type expression.
Ben: And I love YOU mama!
Me: Thanks Ben…
(more smiles on people’s faces)
Ben: And I LOVE LOVE butt! I love to eat butt!!!
Me: Okay Ben, that’s enough. That’s enough.
Blissed out expressions of passengers turn to either expressions of surprise or peals of laughter.
The butt thing is big in our house these days. I’m assuming it’s like a 3 year old developmental milestone? One the pediatrician never told us about? I have a feeling this is a long phase. 😉