..when they aren't throwing tantrums.
One of my big fears as a parent is my children will be jerks. I encourage good manners and being nice to people, but it's really out of my control. I've had a glimpse that hopefully my fears are unfounded.
Flynn and I went to the LEGO store in Bellevue on Wednesday. While getting ready to drive there, Flynn found a quarter. He told me that if I needed to buy anything that cost 25¢, he'd take care of it. After an hour of shopping in the store, we left the store to get lunch. The kate spade store recently opened next door to the LEGO store. Jokingly, I told him, "Honey, if you ever need to buy Mommy a present, that's the place to go." Without hesitation, he reached into his pocket, took out the quarter, and started to go into kate spade. My heart melted a little. (Can one purchase anything in kate spade for a quarter?) Flynn is also the same kid who gave his daycare lady 42¢ so she could buy oatmeal, raisin bran, and Cheerios.
Drake brought home a big book containing artwork and photos from his kindergarten year. Most of his answers on the question sheets involve me. What is love: Mommy. How can I be more like Jesus: helping my Mommy. (The accompanying drawing was odd him helping me wash LEGOs.)
Such sweeties. I write this now, so when they are teenagers, I can look back fondly. Oh, and so I have some evidence. Just in case.
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