A Day in the Sun

This morning Malachi, Scout and I headed to the park...finally the weather man said "warm" and "sun" and indeed it was "warm" and "sun".
I love going to the park. I get to lay in the sun with Scout and write, read, relax or just work on my tan. Meanwhile Malachi plays on the equipment and makes new friends. The other day as I talked to Graham and a friend we spotted two little first graders trying to lift Kai on to the swings. It was so cute. First the little girl would wrap her arms around him and huff and puff lifting Malachi about to his tip toes. Then the little boy would take a turn. Neither with any success. Of course he was just as big or bigger than both of them.
Today Malachi was starting to get worn down and a little grumpy. His cheeks were flushed with the sun and his eyes were starting to get the "nap time glaze". I was cleaning up and tossed out a couple of water cups.
"Noooooo! Mommy! Waaaater!" He melted onto the grass in a lovely puddle of hysterical whininess (yes, it's a word.).
"Malachi, we'll go get some water, come on..."
That was pretty much that. I loaded up my little puddle and we were on our way.
The best part was about five minutes later when a miracle happened. I was in my..."I think I need another coffee" zone when I heard a little voice from the back seat.
"Sorry Mamma."
"What honey?"
"Sorry."
"You're sorry?" I asked, having forgotten our little episode.
"Yeah."
My memory jogged,"Oooh, you're sorry for throwing a fit about the water?"I guessed
"Yeah."
My heart and pride swelled at my boy's self-induced apology, " I forgive you Bubu, I love you."
"Okay." he said in a tiny voice
"I love you honey."
"Okay."

So stinkin' cute!