Waiting...

Last night, we picked up the boys from school in two cars. Miles and I went to swim lessons while Derek and Oliver drove home to hang out.

When Derek and Oliver got home at 5:00, Oliver didn't want to get out of the car. He said, "I wait Milzah get home." "I wait mommy get home."

Derek asked if he wanted to get out of his car seat. Oliver replied "NO!"

Derek tried playing games with him from the front seat. Oliver replied "NO, daddy!"

So, they sat there... listening to music for at least 45 minutes in a hot car... waiting for Miles and I to get home.

Miles and I got home and there they were... sitting in the Honda... waiting for us.

That's some serious patience that Derek has. There is pretty much NO way that I would have sat there that long. Well, I am positive I would not have sat there for longer than 5 minutes, no matter what kind of fit Oliver threw.

And, it's very sweet (and kinda sad) that Oliver just sat in the car, waiting for his big brother and his mommy. I could eat that kid up. And I cannot believe he will be TWO on Sunday!