The Monday Morning

It was a brilliant Monday morning.

Jack came out of his room, gives me a crooked smile (it is one of the cutest smiles that I have ever seen on a kid) and he says “I played with Grandma at Grandma’s house. I played with Max. I watched Baby Einstein.”

He has never given me a run down on what he did the day before. Since I wasn’t with Brian and Jack yesterday, maybe he felt like he needed to tell me as soon as he woke up on what I missed.
He ate his breakfast and stole my toast with cream cheese. He asked for it however, so I can’t say that he stole it.
“Can I have that?” That is his favorite question when he wants something. So I did.

And when I was leaving for work, I said in Spanish “You are going to have a great day with grandpa. And you will behave and be nice.”
Jack’s response “ Yeah.”

And he kissed me goodbye. I do love the good mornings like this. Then I do not feel so guilty about leaving for work.