Baby, you can drive my car.

Last Friday was a big day at Rowan's school. They had a sweetheart dance for the preschool village and it was Alex's last day. Alex is Rowan's best bud of late. She's a real pistol, kind of bossy, but silly and fun, too. 

They were really cute about spending as much time together as possible. Instead of joining in the dancing and antics in the piazza, the kids chose to stay in the classroom playing Legos and computer games.  

The were saying all kinds of funny things that day. It started that morning...

Alex met Jeremy and Rowan at the door.

Alex: Rowan, where are your handsome clothes?

J: They're in this bag for later.

Alex: I want to see them.

Jeremy opens the backpack a little.

Alex: No, take them all the way out.

J: We're going to keep them in the bag so they stay nice for the party.

Alex: I want Rowan to put them on now.

One of the hot topics of conversation concerned the dinner date we had for that night with both families.

Alex: I want to ride with you, Rowan.

R: You can't. There's no seat for you. We just have a baby seat.

Alex: You need to get a seat for me.

R: When I get big and have my own car you can sit in the front with me. You can drive it, too.

Alex: I can drive? Okay.

After dinner we went on a short walk. Rowan and Alex spontaneously held hands as we started out. It was almost too sweet to bear. We have plans to Skype when Alex and her family get settled in their new place.

Thank goodness Rowan has Valentine's and his birthday to distract him. Kids are so resilient. He'll probably be over the whole thing by next week.

Bon chance, Alex and family! We'll miss you.