Sweetest Staying Up Late Boy Ever

Last night I had some mama friends over for pool night (though nobody swam haa haaa) so tonight I was feeling really beat by the hottest day of the season and a long afternoon in the backyard. Bowie was dragging his feet but I could not wait any longer for sleep. So when Bowie said he wanted the lights on in his room, I said , "Okay. I am going to go in my room because I want to sleep and you know how I prefer a dark room for sleeping." He played in his room for a few minutes, then came to me saying he was hungry. I told him that he could get food for himself but that I was staying in bed. He said he was afraid of the dark. I reminded him that he can turn on the lights now. So he got his lantern, turned on the kitchen light, went to the fridge and got out yogurt, brought it to me to open, took it back to the dining room and ate it. I heard him ask, "Is it okay to open the trash can?" I answered, "Of course sweetie." He came into my bed and said, "I didn't want to wake you up with the loud trash can. I put my dirty spoon in the dishwasher mama. I opened it up, put it in the basket and shut the door. But I didn't press the button to turn it on because I wanted to be quiet and the dishwasher is very noisy." He flipped around on the bed a bit then said, "Is the flusher loud in here?" I told him it wasn't too loud in the bedroom and asked if he needed to go potty. He said, "Yep" and jumped off the bed and across the hall to potty. I heard him in there, one time passing gas and I heard this little, "Excuse me." I smiled with my eyes shut tight in my dark comfy room, thinking about what a wonderful little soul this boy has. He returned, curled up next to me and fell right to sleep. Sure there are the demanding moments, the angry and seemingly unreasonable moments (on both sides), he is full of all these real emotions and experimenting with communication. But the caring boy that took care of himself quietly and politely so that I could sleep...he lightens my heart and fills me with trust. Thank you sweet boy. I am counting this night as a Mama's day gift.



This photo is from a few nights ago. His self chosen dinner...naked in his camp chair, a box of cherry tomatoes, half an apple and half a pint of strawberries. Just in case I was feeling odd about the whole child size pizza and 2 cookies from Mandola's that were his lunch; he ALWAYS shows me that I can trust him to know what he needs!