The Cherubim is sitting behind me playing with something that keeps messing up. Instead of his normal shouting of "shut up" (no idea where he got that) he has sudden taken to shouting:
I can't stop laughing!
This week is Day Week…the week when each child gets their own day to do what they want with Mom (or Dad).
Yesterday was the Cherubim’s day. We took him to the train station, as we have every year (Uncle Bill came along this time). I think this is the eighth year we have done this.
But this time we decided to ride the train. The plan was to ride it to Alexandria and back.
The Cherubim LOVED this. He loved buying the ticket. He loved riding the train. He loved buying an ice cream from the vending machine in Alexandria.
Then, somehow, we ended up on the wrong train back and went to Woodbridge, where we had to wait in shame to be rescued by Daddy…and my phone died (turned out the recharger had been unplugged the night before. Luckily, Uncle Bill had a phone.)
Still, a lovely day. I think the Cherubim enjoyed it.