Morning at soccer (and the car) with Brennan!! You had a great time, which is a little surprising, because truly, the majority of your morning was spent inside a car. I suppose getting to be in the front seat would be compelling if I were a person who not only sits in the back, but doesn't even look at the front seat when I'm in the car.
You two played soccer for a while, and then hung out together for half of the game. Brennan hung out with another school-aged kid for the second half, but wow, Man, you can occupy yourself! I got a little sad that you kept asking for Brennan while he was busy - but you just take it all in stride...and ya know, not personally...cause it isn't personal. This Mom stuff is a trip. You, as it turns out, were busy putting pennies into my A/C vents, and turning on every single thing that it's possible to turn on while the car is off. Well done, Mister. You also made a collage of rocks that you found while we were waiting. I'm gonna start helping you to do that for all the days you have a lot of found objects. The rock square is pretty cool, though we didn't take a picture of it somehow.
We went to Target for lunch with Paula and Brennan, and then brought Brennan home. You fell asleep, so you didn't get to say goodbye, so Brennan made you a video to wake up to. You watched it for about 5 minutes when you woke up, and it calmed you back to sleep for the rest of the ride. He's such an amazingly patient and caring big brother, and you're such a doting little brother...it's absolutely amazing to see you two together.
We went to Holod's on our way home to (hopefully!!) finish up the planting of the first box (My Kai's Garden). You're growing some deliciousness in your garden, Man! I'm not sure why you refuse to get off of the dirty and disgusting floors. It's dirty! It's disgusting!
We're almost done, but we didn't quite finish. Maybe tomorrow? You put my phone in your shirt...had no idea that it wasn't going to stay put right where you put it. Childhood is so different than adulthood... I love you, Kiddo.
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