"Ready to go on Spencer's big adventure?" I was cuddling with Spence in his toddler-sized bed with the lights out. The sun had already gone to sleep.
He nodded. "Who should go on this adventure tonight?"
"Can Mama come along?" This was met with ambivalence. I decided not to nose my way in on the fun. "Do you want to go hiking or play at the park?"
"Hiking by the river!" he proclaimed. (I can't lie...I love when Spence picks the outdoor adventures. It foretells a future of forcing Papa to go camping. He will be out voted.)
"So you and Henry hike down to see the Mississippi. Oh wow, Spence! Do you see that? What is it?"
"A boat! A big boat! A big, blue boat!"
"What's it doing?"
"It's coming to us. And a rope! And I pull the rope to get the boat." He starts to pull an imaginary rope. "Oh no!"
"What happened, Spence?" We cuddle in closer.
"Henry fell into the river!"
"Do you want to jump in to get him or do you want me to?"
"Mama does it." So I jump in the water to retrieve a bobbing Henry. Immediately, Henry starts to help out with the ropes and boat. Soon, however it is snack time and the adventure ends.
His eyes are heavy. I give him a kiss and try to creep out of the too small bed without being detected. Good night.