Today
I helped turn the compost pile
and
“Took care” of some chickens.
Went in the potty, and made it every time.
I rode bikes.
Blew bubbles.
Colored with sidewalk chalk.
Killed a spider.
Had a picnic.
Helped Mom pick up my room.
Then I got tired,
and
Crashed.
You can do that when you are three years old and had a long day on the farm.
How sweet. My 3 year old laid down on our concrete patio yesterday because she was so tired from playing. I think your son chose the more comfortable place to lay.
I know how he feels. I feel like that some days.
Hubby did it yesterday after we got home from church. Since it was Stake conference I packed a lunch and we ate it on the way home. He walked in the door to the bedroom changed and crashed on the bed sound asleep. He slept the afternoon away.
Needless to say he couldn't sleep last night :0)
Love Erika