I made some phone calls this morning that needed to be made. I got some stuff to the framers that needed to be framed. I got my dining room table cleared off and the potpourri out. I got the mantel cleared and arranged for fall. I made orange-glazed chicken for dinner. I guess the aliens really did get my brain jumpstarted. ;)
Andy was a doll in the framer's. As I explained that yes, I wanted them to frame a napkin with a crayon drawing of a bear on it (Joey's first clear picture of Little Bear), along with several other children's art pieces, a photo a friend gave me, a poster of dinosaurs, and a postage stamp, Andy wandered about the store... keeping his hands to himself. It was incredible. I was so proud of him. As we left, hand in hand, he looked up at me and said, very matter-of-factly:
"Mommy, let's pop into the toy store and look at some toys."
So we walked down the block to the little toy store, and bought a little dinosaur. Because who can resist such a little charmer?