Two Saturdays ago we got a good, albeit toned down, glimpse of our future. T-Ball game in the morning, t-ball parade after, Relief Society Activity in the afternoon, and then a preschool "event" with Amos in the evening. It was a crazy Saturday, and once it was over I think both Eric and I thought we could use a Saturday to recover from our Saturday (don't even get me started on Sundays).
It was all a lot of fun though, and the highlight for me was Amos' preschool playdate. For their end of the year program they invited the parents for a playdate with the kids. We had a great time just Eric, Amos, and I doing puzzles, digging for treasure, and making a craft. After the playing the kids put on the cutest little pirate show.
"Yo-ho! It's time for the show!"
I cried through the whole performance. Eric thinks I am batty. Something about the way Amos was watching me watch him was so overwhelming. He adores me, and I can't imagine what I did to deserve it.
It was a great time, and Amos did a great job.