One of our family's favorite games is the Skittle Game where we yell Skittle any time we see a yellow car. Yesterday I was driving in the car with only Eliot, and I saw a skittle and instinctively yelled 'Skittle'. From the backseat I heard this little voice say, "Hey. Good one Mom."
I chuckled and we headed onto the gym. He went to the playplace at the gym while I went to spinning class. When I picked him up I asked him how his time was. Did he have a good time? Who did he play with? What did he play? Thinking he would tell me loads about his time as he normally does. Yet this time was different. This time he very clearly told me, "I was kind of tired of people Mom so I went and sat by myself."
He isn't a baby anymore. He doesn't miss a beat.
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Sometimes it's good to be a "solitary man".
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