In a suburbia neighborhood, I sit at a kitchen table with a pre-schooler on my lap. I almost called him a toddler, but he's growing up. He's creating a robot out of bright multi-colored blocks and trying to see if he can get away with pressing buttons on my keyboard.
He is super cute, happy, and well-rested.
Oh, and he just discovered the 'backspace' button.
As long as he can poop in a toilet, it's all good.
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