He's back. And this time he brought her a toy pop gun. As much as I want to strangle him I am sitting now grinning while eavesdropping as they have a slumber party of sorts, with M keeping him up too late telling stories and making up jokes. He's falling asleep on her but he is hanging in, his adoration is obvious and M is in her element. I try and break them up, it's way past her bedtime and everyone is tired but then I see them sitting there, she's talking his ears off and he cannot get enough.
It's the beginning of a long weekend, a early birthday party celebration for M who turns four in a few weeks. She'll have family and friends and all lights will shine upon her and she'll preen for the camera and dance around the table and laugh her delicious belly laugh for hours on end. It's all hers, this weekend belongs to her and as such we'll let her run a bit faster and push a bit harder because if there is ever a weekend rules were made to be broken it's this one right here.
photo taken last weekend by the lovely Defiant Muse