Connor cuteness...

Yesterday evening while I was in the office cutting some invitations to send out, Connor opened a drawer under the daybed and found Brian's old-old camera case...one for a point & shoot with film.

Connor immediately said, "Mom, it looks like a 'Shellington' bag!" Shellington is a character on one of his favorite Disney shows, Octonauts.

SHELLINGTON SEA OTTER 

Dr. Shellington is a nerdy sea otter scientist who loves doing field research and working in his lab. He's easily distracted by rare plants and animals, but his knowledge of the ocean is a big help in Octonaut missions.

Anyway, I found it to be completely adorable. He proceeded to "pack" it with an invitation he made himself for his birthday party next week. This is what he worked on while I made his actual invitations. (I still can't believe I am going to go to Chuck E Cheese's in the summer....bring on the hand sanitizer, and pray it is not 85º next Wednesday!)

I digress.

Then Connor said, "Hey mom, we need to go on a picnic to the clubhouse with my brand new Shellington bag." Although it was already 7:45, how could I say "No"?

When we came upstairs, ready to go outside he asked me to wait while he packed us juice boxes and fruit snacks to share on our "picnic". — be still my heart.

I convinced him to let me shorten the straps a little bit and put it on him across his body, and we were off. Once we got to the clubhouse, he was all business. I asked if he wanted to ride around the loop or play on the playset. Nope... "We can just share our snacks at this table right here...so we can watch the fish and the ducks." (overlooking the lake from the clubhouse). When we finished (he only packed one of each, so we most definitely had to share) he wanted to play on the playset for a few minutes, then had to go pee, so we headed home.

Obviously, this is not an overly exciting post, but an example of our sweet kid that I want to remember.

Of course this happened only an hour and a half after he injured 9 year old, Ian while we stopped briefly to talk to Tim/Tammy this afternoon. I'm still not sure what happened, but Ian came in teary and said something about Connor hitting his head into the ground (?!?). Why a 9 year old would allow an almost 4 year old to do this is beyond me, but I still needed to address the issue. When I went outside to ask Connor what happened and encourage an apology, Connor told me he couldn't come in to apologize...he was already in time out. Of course we went in to find Ian to check on him and for Connor to apologize. I sent him up to Ian's room. He returned 2 minutes later. I asked if he apologized. He shook his head no. At least the kid is honest. I went with him this time.

Then he told me it was time to go home. As we were walking home, he told me he made a "mistake" and a "bad decision".

I wanted to make a pit stop & take my new ultrasound picture to Rita's next door, but I told Connor he could go inside our house. When I came back in (Rita didn't answer the door) he was sitting in the time out chair. Since I'm not the one that sent him there, I asked him how long he was going to stay there. 3 minutes...because he's still 3. That kid....  I still don't know exactly what happened, but at least he took some responsibility for his actions.