And make bat-sching-ers.
I'm not sure what they are really called but this what we call them.
I must admit I felt a little frustrated when Rogan woke up after a 1 hour nap. (This is from a kid who still takes 3 hour naps most days)
All I could think of was the list of things I still needed to do uninterrupted.
My agenda.
His eyes lit up when I reminded him that we still had to make bat-sching-ers.
(We saw them in Bi Mart earlier and figured I could surely figure out a way to make them)
It's amazing how much joy came from making these silly things.
To stop what I was doing and enter into a world where cardboard and paint was a great adventure.
They were barely dry before they were assisting batman in slaying bad guys in the backyard.
I would've missed out on a great blessing if I stayed with my agenda.
Back to my list, making applesauce, dinner, laundry... I feel mostly accomplished from getting paint on my fingers.
Thanks to my almost 4 year old for bat-sching-ers!
P.S. Before you start thinking we are the Brady Bunch, let me assure you we also had a couple trips to the corner for attitude adjustments in between play time.
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