My tombstone will read: "the most average person in the world." Since I represent the average, I find humor anything and everyone . . . including myself.
Friday, July 30, 2010
What a Sweet Boy!
My son really is the sweetest. We joke that he's Eyeore--even temperment and never does anything in a hurry. Because of these traits, I sometimes underestimate him and his feelings. This past week was another example.
Daddy was on a business trip . . . AGAIN, so we decided to visit family in Illinois. About an hour before arriving to our destination, the children and I stopped for a calm dinner at Cracker Barrel. While waiting for our table, we naturally browsed through the store. Eyeore asked, "Do you think there is anything dad likes here?" I assumed he meant to eat, and I gave some half-hearted answer. "No, mom," he corrected, "does he like anything here?" He wanted to buy my husband a souvenier like daddy did when he went to Hawaii on business. Like I said, he really is sweet.