9/9-9/10/17- Daddy has working late this weekend, so on Saturday, Baylor and I drove up to Kokomo to meet Grandma and Grandpa for lunch. We had fun eating at Hacienda and doing a little shopping. Baylor napped as we drove home and then we spent the rest of the weekend together- just playing and spending time together. We also fixed the banana muffin crisis. Whew! I’m trying to really make a concerted effort to spend some one on one non-distracted time with Baylor during this transition into school and a more structured routine that includes a lot of time away from home and from Mommy. It used to be no problem- we could play together for an hour or two at a time some days. Now, there are many days that it would be easy to rush to get dinner and the bedtime routine done, but I’m trying to make sure we get in a good half hour of play time every day. And of course we have our bedtime routine and cuddling at the end of the day- but that’s still SO much less than we used to have. I want him to know that he’s just as important to us and just as loved now as he was before he started school. Play and physical affection are his love languages (for now) so I’m trying to fill his tank. Besides, when I hear that little voice say “Mommy, you go downstairs and play with me?” what else can I say but “of course”? I know it’s not too long until I won’t be who he wants to play with anymore. So I’m going to savor him while I have him. I really love this age. When Baylor was a baby, I looked forward to what I’m getting to experience right now- when we could start talking about his thoughts and feelings and I could get to know him from the inside out instead of the outside in. And now that he’s there, it’s just as great as I thought it would be. He’s a much more three dimensional human being now that he can express himself. That means that sometimes we disagree and he now has a capacity to make me frustrated in a way that he couldn’t before. But that’s not a bad thing. I value his opinion, even when we disagree, and I love that he feels welcome to tell me how he feels. And with that comes his ability to show me love in a way he couldn’t before. He’s so openly demonstrative of his love- physically with unprompted hugs, kisses, and cuddles as well as verbally when he tells me “I love you so much Mama!” or “You so beautiful, Mommy!” or “You’re so special to me, Mama, you’re so special to me!” I hope he continues to feel this safe- to be this open with me- even when he’s a grown up man older than I am now. I hope he knows how much I love him and cherish these moments. This is going to be what I hold in my heart when I am old and all I have are memories. The big milestones and birthday parties and Christmases are wonderful. But these quiet moments where we just talk or he comes up behind me and gives me a hug- those are the moments I really treasure. He fills my life with so much joy.