Nice evening

Art and I had a wonderful day.  In the morning we got together with Evva and her baby brother, Oscar and mom Erin and we played and ate dinner with our neighbors, Becca, Alma and McClain.  At bedtime, after a few books and many songs (I kept doing "one more" because we were having such a lovely time) I turned out the light and told him that I had a lot of fun with him today.      

"We did a lot of fun things today," I said.  "We went to the park with Evva..."
He thought for a minute.
"Evva ran and she went into the street and Erin said, 'No!  Don't go in the street!'"
"That's right.  And so she came back.  And you ran and came back, too."
"Yeah..."
"And we played with Alma and climbed on the slide in the backyard."
More thinking.
"Alma had a bug on her skin.  Alma didn't like that.  She cried."
"Well, she didn't cry, but she didn't like that bug."
He thought some more.
"Alma wanted to put sand on the grass but Becca said no."
(He seemed to be really interested in what his friends did and how their moms reacted.)

          Anyway, this went on for a few minutes and finally I said it was time to go to sleep.  And he said, "No!  I want to talk to Mama!  I want to talk about Evva!"  I thought that was really funny and I think he knew that he was stalling his sleeptime.  We laughed with our faces really close and I eventually pulled myself away. 
         We had such a lovely time.  I wish I could bottle it and have it again and again.