The Evil Grasshopper

I love Cal's description of the cricket.

"There is an evil grasshopper in our house"

Will Tomorrow Ever Come?

Cal will ask me a couple times a day, questions like this:

"Mom can I have a sucker?"

"Mom can we go to the park?"

"Mom can I have a friend over?"

Although, we do go to the park a couple times a week and he has been lucky to play with a lot of friends lately, I find myself saying to him

"Maybe tomorrow."

I don't want to be mean and just say no, although I don't really plan on fulfilling his question "tomorrow".  The answer makes him happy and we move on.

Well today he asked me

"Mom, is today tomorrow?"