May 7, 2011

Saturday:

This morning, I woke to Liam in Annabelle's room singing, "TWINKLE TWINKLE...LITTLE STAR...HOW I WONWER....WHAT YOU...ARE.." over and over again. It's probably the sweetest thing to wake up to.

We had breakfast and got ready to head out to Grandpa and Grandma Linda's house for Mother's day lunch. We picked up Uncle Micah on the way and he was to sit in the back between the two car seats. As soon as he got in, Liam began to cry and yell for 'Mommy pick me up!'. I could tell that he wasn't familiar enough with Micah to have him sit that close to him. I went over to his side and said that Uncle Micah was really nice, and that he would be okay sitting there. He said he wanted me to get him out again and "I don't want sit by him!" in a very desperate voice. I told him that Micah was going to sit there and I would go sit in the front seat, to which Liam said, "HE want sit in front seat!". I was a good idea that I couldn't argue with, and was a little taken a back at his problem solving. Needless to say, Micah got out to sit in the front and I got in the back seat and we headed to Grandpa and Grandma Linda's house.

We got there and their cat had a few weeks ago, had baby kittens. Two of them. One black and one grey. Liam gently patted it on the head and said that he wanted to hold the cat. I picked up the cat and showed him how to hold the kitty with one hand on his chest and the other on his bottom. Liam gently held the kitten for a while, then said he wanted help putting the cat down. I helped him and the kitten began meowing and Liam copying him. It was so sweet.

Later, we had pizza, veggies, watermelon. Liam ate three helpings of watermelon, and still had room for cake and ice cream. I didn't mind it much. He hadn't napped all day and needed a kind of pick-me-up. He wanted to go play outside with Blaze and Ripley, and he would call for them and yell for them to come, but I don't think they spoke two-year-old as well as he thought. On the way home, around 5:30, Liam fell asleep, and barely stirred when I moved him from his car seat to his bed. He slept all through the night as well. I was very surprised, but knew he needed the rest. We thought of waking him around 7:00, and I'm glad we didn't. I figured, he'd sleep as much as he needed to.