
Nathan. He used to be so quiet. So sweet. So even tempered. Always full of smiles... But lately... I'm not so sure. (Is he signing "I love you" or is that the heavy metal devil sign?)
Last week, at Max's little league game Nathan went off to play with some of the "big kids." I told him he could - if he stayed where I could see him. He said ok. Next thing I know, I look up and he's not there. He is alllllllll the way down the end of the other field! He sees me walking towards him & starts running back. Quickly.
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I stop. I look at him. I surpress a smile, and take him back to the seat with me, telling him that he can no longer play with the big kids, and maybe next time he will be able to remember what I said!
("Blah, blah, blah!" It's funny! Annoying as hell, but it's funny!)
2 comments:
We give them healthy self esteem and then it comes back to bite us---usually humorously---in the nether region. LOL
Heh. He's a clever one, your son. Way to get out of doing something wrong... :)
Heidi
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