The Baby of the Family

Being the last born has it's advantages. Typically, they get away with more because by the time they are born parents have learned to pick their battles (or are just plain wore-out from the previous kid(s)). But it also has it's disadvantages. Such as not having a parent all to themselves, all the time. I always keep this in mind and, every so often, carve out some quality time with each of the boys individually. 

It doesn't have to be anything elaborate. Friday, for example, Sun Kissed #3 wanted a snack after school. He not only wanted a snack, but he wanted it packed in a basket. The older two boys were busy playing the Wii so my mind got clicking. I took out some of my grandmother-in-law's pillowcases to line the basket and I packed us a picnic lunch to enjoy in the backyard. 

We both picked out a pillowcase. SKB #3 picked the one with the birdies and I picked the one with the flowers.

It was a beautiful, breezy afternoon while we sat and enjoyed sweet tea and peanut butter & jelly sandwiches; counted goldfishes; and did a little exploring by the lake.

Payment for about an hour of my time? The biggest kiss and the longest hug, EVER!

I know that many years from now he won't remember our little afternoon. But I do know that he will look back at his childhood and feel cared for and loved. What else can a mom ask for, right?

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