The Language of Boys

Had an awesome day with Declan. At home together this morning, little man ate up every last bite of his waffles breakfast. 

We made some plans and started getting ready to go when Declan found his remote control car. A piece had broken off the bottom and the batteries would slip out so he hadn't played with it for a while. I thought 'why not duck tape?'

So it wasn't perfect and the batteries would still slip every few minutes but he was super excited to play with it until it was time to go. 

We drove to Springridge Farm and got some strawberries. And a bee chocolate.

After getting home we headed to the park. It was quiet. No other kids so

Declan was a little disappointed though we still had fun. Back home for lunch after which he devoured his bee treat. Overall an excellent day save for one situation. 

One of the times when Declan is playing with the remote control car the battery pack fell out and he could get it back. I hear him muttering under his breath "F$&K it. Stupid F&$ing thing. Just F@$K it." Then he sees I've notice him so he says "Sorry for the bad word Mommy."

Boys.