Little Boy Heaven

If the Council of Four Year Olds decided at its annual meeting (what? they talk! how else do you think they would all spontaneously arrive at the concepts for war games and rescuing bugs at the exact same age, <i>despite</i> being assiduously overprotected and/or warned since birth?) to define a universal definition of Little Boy Heaven, it might look something like this:

6:30 a.m. Wake up and jump on Mom’s head.

7:00 a.m. Eat waffles, with fresh blueberries and syrup to dip in, as a special treat

8:00 a.m. Take a ride in the car, past not one but TWO construction sites, and slow down to identify each and every truck, by name AND function.

8:20 a.m. Wave at the horses.

9:30 a.m. Take a break, and run around on the playground with Mom.  Bonus points if the toddler brothers go down the slide all by themselves, squealing with delight.

9:50 a.m. Races across the fresh-cut grass.

10:15 a.m. Meet friends at a neighborhood rummage sale.  Decide with colleagues (all four year old boys) to buy battleship game.  Then change minds in favor of chocolate cupcakes.

10:20 a.m. Smear chocolate icing on shirtsleeves (don’t forget to lick the sprinkles off the wristband).

10:40 a.m. Invite each other back “to check out mine car.”

11:15 a.m. After a thorough inspection of the Minivan of the Day, complete with automatic door testing, agree to part ways, briefly, and meet up for playdate after lunch.

12:00 p.m. Arrive home, discover men in trees, with ropes and chainsaws.  Sit on the driveway to watch.

2:00 p.m.  Realize that we’ve been sitting on the driveway and circling the garage with our bikes for several hours.  Demand snack and capri suns.

2:25 p.m. Dirt delivery.

2:30 p.m. Adjourn with friends to the back yard, to dig in the garden and fill it with even more dirt.

2:35 p.m. Pick up first worm.

2:40 p.m. Cordon off area of the garden where the baby worm was found, and put up a sign so no one disturbs it.

2:45 p.m. Abandon afternoon’s plans for impromptu wade in the creek.

3:15 p.m. Get stuck, and figure out how to get unstuck.

3:30 p.m. Allow mothers to fuss over us, and to change us from the waist down because all our clothes are wet, and it’s getting a bit chilly out here, don’t you think?

4:00 p.m. Submarine play in the Splashatorium.

4:30 p.m. Another snack.  Something sweet this time.

4:55 p.m. Battleship.

5:30 p.m. Pizza for dinner.

6:00 p.m. Wii with Daddy.

7:30 p.m. Snuggles and stories, and dreams of high adventure.

Friends, this was (yet another) perfect day.  My little boys and I were in Little Boy Heaven, and we’re happy to finally spend bright spring days together outside, digging, climbing, exploring, learning, and adventuring together.

It may not seem like much, but to me, it’s everything.

All those months sick in bed, taking poision through my veins, willingly burning my skin, and submitting to surgeries … today, they were worth it.  Today, my heart sang with the birds and laughed like a two-year-old.

I’ve been waiting for this day for so long. And now, I’ve had it not once, but two or even three times in one week.

I wonder what we will do tomorrow.


16 Responses to Little Boy Heaven

  1. Linda says:

    Mmm…doesn’t get much better than that! Heaven indeed!

    OK, except for that jumping-on-Mommy’s-head part….;-)

    I’d say have fun, but it’s clear you’re on it!!

  2. amanda says:

    Serious tears of joy.

  3. Kami says:

    Perfect day indeed 🙂

  4. Jane says:

    what an awesome post! i have been reading your blog for a while (about a year?) – since my sister-in-law had been diagnosed with IBC.
    I am so happy you’re having such great days! I pray for an eternity more.

  5. Jan says:

    “It may not seem like much….”
    Oh, I think it seems like a whole lot.

  6. karen says:

    Sounds like mommy heaven to me too!

  7. NYfriend says:

    Awww, love it! What a great day indeed! We too have been enjoying the Spring weather and “big kid” heaven. 🙂

  8. Alice C says:

    These are the days that we dreamed for you.

  9. Cyndi says:

    That was both hilarious and beautiful!
    (from the mom of a 3.5-year-old son)

  10. Stimey says:

    This sounds like such a great day. This is what it’s all about, huh?

  11. Ally says:

    This really does sounds like a perfect day, for boys or otherwise. Thanks for sharing it.

  12. Great post and great reminder to enjoy your kids’ fave activities as much as they do!

  13. Sososo pleased for you. And as the mother of boyz, I GET IT. A perfect day, indeed.

  14. This sounds like the most perfect day. Hooray! I don’t think it could have been better…Unless a trip to Goddard could have been squeezed in somehow!

  15. Susan K says:

    I thought of you on Friday as I stood on the train platform at L’Enfrant Plaza, waiting for my VRE train to take me home. Because there across from me, parked on the other track, was a train full of….. construction equipment. And not just ANY construction equipment. It was train track construction equipment. Everything on train “wheels”. There was a crew mover (almost like an airport luggage cart, but with seats for the workers to sit on a plastic sheeting to close it off from the weather). There was a small steam shovel type digger. And there were things we couldn’t quite figure out what they did (yes, this was a source of conversation amongst strangers). Things that looked like they moved railway ties (but how, if they had to be sitting on the rails to work…. rails that are on TOP of the ties…. how to move them?). Things that maybe aligned the rails. Very, very cool.

    Little boy heaven indeed! Wish you and yours had been there.

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