Eat & Explore Night

Friday night was "Eat & Explore Night" at Caden's daycare.  We invited our parents to all come too, and it was a lovely night filled with pizza, puppies, snakes, boxes to climb in, coloring, and more.

Funny story from the night....there were several big empty appliance boxes they had lined up kind of like a maze for the kids to crawl through.  They have brought boxes like that into Caden's room at daycare before and he loves playing in them.  Well Friday night he saw the boxes and went running over to them.  Rather than finding where he could get inside of them, he jumped on top of one and flattened it.......with a five-year-old boy inside of it........so that's when I pretended I didn't know who'd child he was, haha.

A little while later, he went back to the boxes and started crawling through them.  He'd been in there a while so I kneeled down to look inside and see what he was doing.  As I peeked inside the box, I saw such a cute little (maybe) 2 or 3-year-old girl with big blue eyes and blonde hair.  Adorable.  And she was laying down and crying.  But why was she crying??  OH, because my 15-month-old son was on top of her patting her face and giving her kisses.  Yep, my son.  While her parents stood outside the boxes waiting for their little cutie pie to come out of the box maze. 

So, I "casually" got CW out of the box while saying cheesy comments like, "Oh, are you kids having so much fun??"....."Look at you silly boy, what are you doing??"....trying to play it cool, you know :).  Once I got CW out and he was running around, over to the cute little puppies once again, I reached in to the little girl and made sure she was okay :).  She was just scared of Caden and the fact that she couldn't get up.  Wow, yep, that was my son, folks, thanks!!

Caden had a blast.  He got so excited in the gym where all the "Exploring" activities were that he just kept hollaring and running around as fast as he could, from one station to another.  He kept running up to other volunteers and/or kiddos and jumping into the middle of whatever they were doing.  We could have all dissappeared out of the gym and he wouldn't have noticed. 

One of the Preschool teachers stopped me to tell me that my son was "A wonderful boy who was fearless.....he wasn't scared to try anything and wasn't afraid of anyone.....and she loves it."  All the teachers, be it a Preschool teacher or whatever (Caden is still in the infant room), seemed to know his name last night.  Is that a good thing or a bad thing :)??  Ha.