favorite place

A few weeks ago we drove by Reese's school on the way to a friend's house.  Lofton asked Reese if he missed his school friends, and Reese said yes.  I piggybacked by telling Reese that we should go visit because one day soon he would be going back.  Reese's response?


Umm no, I will not be going back to school because it is not my favorite place. My favorite place is at home with my mama.  


While I wholeheartedly agree, that obviously will not be happening.  Come August 9th, my sweet boy will once again be joining his school friends.  I'm at peace with it because he not only loves school, but he learns so much.  Let's be honest, he's soon to be four {like it or not}.  School is where he needs to be.

With that being said, change is hard for both of us.  We love our time during the summer.  Even the really long days where Daddy doesn't come home for lunch and we fight for two hours over whether he's going to nap/eat lunch/run errands/pick up his toys.  I've started slowly talking to him about returning to school so that he can acclimate himself to the idea.  I've also thanked God {countless times} for allowing Lofton the opportunity to work in town so that I'm not the one taking Reese to school.  Small blessings.

All this to say, when Reese woke up this morning he had a plan to present to me.  He climbed in my bed as he does every morning {very, very early} and said he needed to tell me something.

Mama, I have a plan.  Since I am not going back to school, but you are, I am going to go on a very long vacation with my Emo and Daddy Buck, okay? I think they would like that.


This boy of ours.  Sometimes I'm just at a loss for words.