Please Shine Down On Me

Oh Mr. sun, SUN, mister golden SUN... Please shine down on me
Oh Mr. sun, SUN, mister golden SUN, hiding behind a tree
These little children are asking you, to please come out so they can play with you
Oh Mr. sun, SUN mister golden SUN...please shine down on me.


I can't get this song out of my head.  I have one little boy who needs his outside time!  

Laurel played hooky was sick today.  She woke up saying her throat was sore and that she just didn't sleep well last night.  It was so rainy, cold, dark and dreary outside that I immediately said, "do you want to stay home?"  It was apparent a few hours later that she probably could have gone to school.

But this little guy was so happy to have her around.  He has been her shadow.  She is so good with him.  She just propped him up in the window and was pointing to different things trying to get him to say them.  He pretty much walked around all day saying, "DA-DDY."  He pronounces it very matter of fact.  I try to get him to say, "MOMMY," but he looks at me and gets louder and louder saying, "DA-DDY."

Here's to a rainy, dreary Friday, where we are dreaming of  Mister Sun, Playing hooky and working on saying,
"Mommy!"