I love being a parent. After explaining to my son a few moments ago that he needed to come up with something to keep himself busy for the next hour and half so mommy could get some work done, he exclaimed simply, “Okay mom, I just need a project.” I giggled and told him that was right and left him to his own devices, curious about what his 5 year old brain would produce. I didn’t have to wait long:

He created his own store with explicit instructions for me that I was to put money in his cup to buy stuff. I tried payment with some M&Ms but that didn’t fly. He explained that it had to be real money. So I coughed up two pennies and to his delight and mine I was awarded the glue stick. It’s been sitting by my keyboard for about three minutes now and he just told me that there’s a time limit to how long I can keep what I buy. The rules of engagement are growing in complexity.

But some things remain ultimately simple. Like eating too many cookies will give you a tummy ache and mommy has photographic evidence this time:

Funny thing is I remember eating Oreo cookies the same way although I never left the mountain of evidence out in the open. I think I stashed mine in hiding places carefully distributing the pile.

Parenting will take on new dimensions tonight for both myself and my husband. He’s taking my son on his first Father/Son camp out. My husband…the anti-camper. This should be interesting. Of course none of that will matter as the boy is bound to have a blast no matter what happens. I look forward to the report tomorrow afternoon.

So tonight it’s just me and my 10 year old daughter having a girl’s night in at home. I’m sure we’ll manage to cover every base imaginable with my daughter at the helm of planning. I’ll be sure to share all the good stuff next week. *grin*

*Update*
Moments after writing this I went upstairs to see “The road to Jesus” he was building on the floor out of staples. The box of staples is empty now but what a road there is across the floor!

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