Finally Friends

It used to be that if we were going somewhere like the zoo or the science center or even just the park, Monkey would ask me who else was going to be there, wanting to be sure that he had a friend to play with.

But, yesterday, he asked if we could go to Chuck E. Cheese. Ugh, no way did I want to go there, especially as an impromtu trip, since I need to mentally prepare myself for that place(aka take a valium or two).

Figuring it was an easy out, I gently told him that none of his friends were going to be there so maybe we'd go another day when they could meet us there and he could have someone to play with.

Tilting his head to the side, narrowing his eyes, and looking at me like he thought I was stupid, he told me, "But, (Bear) is there. I can play with my brother!"

For the longest time, Bear was considered a baby, not a playmate. He didn't "do" anything, just hung out in the stroller or on mama's hip. But, now that he is approaching three, his older brother has deemed him a worthy playmate. Maybe not his first choice yet, but we're making progress.

See, having my boys so close together does have benefits.