Kit da Ball

    This week I asked Wyatt ( number 3 gran) if he wanted me to come watch his soccer game. He replied, " Kit de Ball!" I think that may have been a Yes!?
     I love little toddler language, and we talk a lot.
     If I don't understand, after a few seconds, he will say, "Come On!" and then point!! ( all the while thinking, what the heck Uma, I was saying doughnut!!)
     A couple of weeks ago, precious spent the night. We had put him in his, Big Bed, so going to sleep was going to be fun. We talked about everything in the room. All of Emma's trophies, (it use to be her room) ( maybe it still is??) all the stuffed animals, including the softness of the Alligators tail. How many songs, I was going to sing, life in general. ( The husband says, how can he go to sleep, you just lay up there and visit!!)
   I think he may need to tell me something or learn something new!!!
   So we talked, and we moved around on the bed, tested pillows, and no pillows, until he fell asleep. I slowly kissed the top of his head, and UP HE JUMPED!!  In the dark, he pulled my head to his mouth and kissed it!!! then went back to sleep!! I whispered, " You could have stayed up another hour, for that cuteness!"
   I think when we raise children, there is never enough time, to just be with them. There seems to be laundry and dishes, school lunches to make, busy days of things that could wait. You don't realize the brief time period you have to lay on the bed an talk to these darling, wormy kids.
   When you become a grandparent, you just get to be present. It is a pretty cool thing. I may not understand all that Wyatt says right now, but I will stay there to listen, till the cows come in.
   The boy is playing soccer, as I type, I have had a bad cold, so I am resting for my toddler time, this afternoon.
   Let me go grab an inhaler, and pause before, my toddler buddy, soccer star comes rolling in, for some talking time!!!
Happy Saturday, go Kit de Ball some.