While Bria is in dance, you, me, Dallin and Akarie walk a trail. Dallin and especially Akarie will go off trail from time to time. I never do because I like the cleared path. I don't want to walk into spider webs or get a tick.
Last week you followed Dallin and Akarie off the path. I could spy you guys through the trees but I lost you at one point. Akarie came out of the trees and then Dallin. When I exasperatingly asked Dallin where you were, he shrugged and kept walking. In my mom voice, I demanded that he go get you.
I then turned back around and started searching for you through the trees. I called your name, "Crew! Crew! Crew!" I was not scared or worried in the slightest, Crew. You had been out of my sight for less than a minute when I heard you start howling. At first I thought you were hurt because you were crying so loud. However, there wasn't enough of a pause between that initial cry and the next one. That pause is a dead giveaway for a hurt child.
We found you 30 seconds later. You kept proclaiming, "I was lost in the woods!!!" through your tears. It was the funniest and cutest and most dramatic thing that I couldn't help laughing. Kid, you were "lost" for less than two minutes, most of which we could hear you! Of course we played the Frozen 2 song, "Lost in the Woods" for the drive home. I won't be able to ever listen to that song again without thinking of you.
You and Dallin are cute together. You call each other "best bunny." This started when Dallin asked if you were his best buddy. You misheard and proclaimed, "I'm not a bunny!" It's the sweetest thing to hear you refer to Dallin as your best bunny. We dropped Dallin off at school the other day. You waved to Dallin but he didn't wave back (due to the fact that he wasn't looking at you). You cried on the way home, saying, "My best bunny didn't wave to me!"
It's a good thing you're so cute because you are a stinker. I worry that I've spoiled you rotten. You get away with more bad behavior then you should. I'm not great at providing consequences for hitting or running away from me. You LOVE to run away from me and it is the worst.
I've really been treasuring you this year. This is really my last year to have a little kid. Your face still has some of its baby-ness left and I'll be sad to see it go!
Love you,
~Mom
Monday, October 18, 2021, 10:41pm
