It was an active party, held at a place that essentially consists of a bunch of indoor bounce houses. Elliot was asleep before we got home, and it was clear Noah needed to go down too. When they both woke up, it was almost like we had two different kids. Kind, funny, helpful to each other and thankful for all we did for them.
It was another beautiful day. The weather in Kansas City does occasionally have its redeeming moments, and we've had a stretch of them lately, with no end in sight. There was a lot on tap this weekend - the Plaza Art Fair, the Waldo Fall Festival, and a number of other smaller gatherings. We could have done nearly anything with this weather, but the boys wanted to go to a park.
Noah suggested a picnic for dinner, so Mandy went home and made dinner and brought it back to the park. Noah thought this was one of the greatest ideas he'd ever had. They were polite, thanked us, asked to be excused from the picnic table, and continued to play like best buds.
Tonight, Noah wrote thank you cards to all his friends, both kids bathed without complaint, and had a great time playing with each other as we moved the train table from Noah's room to Elliot's room in order to make room for Noah's hot wheels.
After bedtime stories, they wanted to sleep together in Elliot's bed. We've tried it once before, and it lasted a few minutes. A few fart jokes, some laughing, some bonked heads and some crying, and it was all over. Tonight though, after telling them we'd let them if they were quiet after 10 minutes, we let them try again. Not a peep was heard, and when we finally checked on them, they were sound asleep.
We'll have to treasure this day. There have been few like it.
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| You're going to need those knees someday, son. |
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| Noah's usually one of the bigger kids on the playground... |
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