A couple of weeks ago, Davis discovered Bakugan. He purchased, with his own money, his first Bakugan creature for $6.50. Not long afterwards, a friend on Facebook posted a photo of at least a couple of dozen Bakugan creatures along with a battle arena that she purchased at a yard sale for $5. When I showed Davis he was astonished.
I had been wanting to go to yard sales, but I just hadn’t gotten around to it. So, I decided this past Saturday that I would get up early and go. I asked Davis if he wanted to join me. I could see the picture of the immense number of Bakugans in the afore mentioned picture flash through his mind. He said, “Well, sure I want to go. I want to find some Bakugans.” I explained to him that we had to get up super early and I didn’t know if he would be up to it. He said, “You will have to wake me up.” Saturday morning, 6:30 A.M. came and I went in and said, “Davis it’s yard sale day.” His eyes popped open and he was up ready to put his clothes on. We left the house at 7 A.M. Our conversation in the truck on the way to the first yard sale was about how Daddy told him he may not find Bakugans and that yard sales are like treasure hunts, you never know what you will find. Davis also informed me that you have to get to yard sales early because the early people get the best stuff.
We spent about 3.5 hours going to yard sales and Davis was a great yard sale buddy. I’d love to be able to say that we found the Bakugan mother load, but alas, we didn’t. We did, however, find some treasures – a Bocci set, a clown ring toss, a boomerang, Connect Four, some robots, books and dishes for Silas, a timed pop up shape game, and a vintage necklace for me. I think we may have spent around $11. Davis was satisfied with his purchases. And, although I only found one item for myself, the time I spent with Davis was quite possibly the best treasure of all.
Kids love forts. I loved forts when I was little. I can remember getting all the ladder back chairs from our dining room table and creating a circle with the seats facing out. I’d get the biggest blanket I could find and drape it over the tops of the chairs. I’d crawl around on the linoleum floor in that fort and have all kinds of adventures – just me and my Barbies.
On Monday morning, while Silas was sleeping, Davis and I built a fort. I got 3 chairs and one polka dotted blanket and went back to my childhood. Davis filled up our fort with pillows from the couch, pillows from the chairs, and pillows from the bed. He then began collecting weapons to defend our forch (this is not a typo – this is Davis’s name for a fort). The weapons included a sword, the ceiling fan remote, and silly bands which became power bracelets. We also had a map disguised as a Bakugan rule book. Over the past 24 hours, the fort has grown to include the iPad, Silas’s play mat along with several of his toys, a horse, a Darth Vader mask, one hockey stick and one very large rock collection. This morning when Davis got up, he went and laid in his forch and played all by himself. I am assuming that we got all the bad guys today because there was no urgency to get our weapons and be at the ready.
I really need to clean up the living room, but seeing him laying in his fort makes me want to just leave it there and enjoy watching him and playing with him and being back in my mom’s kitchen…
We watched home videos of Davis tonight. They always make me giggle, watching him when he was such a little guy, learning about the world. But after the videos are over, I always feel a little sad, it just happened so fast, he grew up, he’s four, he’ll be five and then before I know it, he’ll be graduating high school and off to college. Those videos make me want to freeze time. I asked Tracy if the videos made him feel sad, he replied, “I just feel sad that I didn’t record more.”
I have to go back to school in 10 days. I am having mixed emotions. I think I need to work…I feel more mentally sane and productive when I work, yet having Silas makes me want to just be at home. I realize, now that Davis is 4, how quickly the first year passes. Silas will be 7 months old on Thursday and I feel like it was just yesterday that I found out I was pregnant. What makes it worse is that Silas is in such a “mommy” phase right now and yes, it’s a phase, it will pass which is sad in and of itself. Anytime I am in the room, he doesn’t take his eyes off of me. If someone else is holding him and I get near, he reaches out his chubby little hands, begging to be with me. So the thought of leaving him for 4.5 hours a day is a little heart breaking. I don’t want to miss a second of this stage, much less several hours. Right now, he is all sweetness. When he wakes up in the morning, he lays in his crib and talks and coos until someone comes to get him. Usually Davis gets to him first and sings the good morning song. When I get there, he is all smiles. I love picking him up first thing in the morning, it may be the sweetest time of my day. I also love how when I am carrying him, he hangs on to my arm like a little monkey. His favorite game to play is peekaboo and he loves his chick fil a cow and little blue beanie baby bear. At night, he has learned to find his paci himself, already so independent. I also love how he looks at Davis. He already adores him, you can just see it. Davis can make him smile quicker than anyone else. And I think Davis loves him equally as much. Tracy and I had decided not to have children, then along came Davis. We thought Davis was enough and then came Silas. I can’t imagine being without either of them. God sure does know what he’s doing, huh?