Fini

Come on buddy. Time to get up. We need to go have breakfast.

"grumble, mumble, grumble mumble".

John: Come Little Man. Time to break the fast.

"No Daddy. We break the slow".
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John stayed with him one night so I could socialize with the adults. He read while Little Man was supposed to be sleeping:

"Daddy you better not read too much or you’ll fall asleep".
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"Daddy, you are a ferry boat and you have to take me around the pool".

As he attached himself to John's back in the pool.
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There are some things we adults take for granted as they are so ingrained in our heads from the time we were little. So ingrained in fact, we sometimes forget to pass them along. Like it is never a good idea to stand up in a kayak in the middle of the lake. The immediate rocking was enough for him to stop before he managed to get all the way up and send us swimming.
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 The best moment of the entire week was not courtesy of my darling sweet son but a moment all on my own. For eons, my mother has been trying to get Mother of the Year out of me. She's managed Mother of the Hour, Mother of the Day, and maybe Mother of the Week. We can't remember completely. The night we officially celebrated her 70th birthday, I arrived early to place an award at the head of the table officially granting her Mother of the Year award.

For the year I was born.