Xander came into our room at 6am this morning in search of a Kleenex. The box by our bed was empty (I suspect Ari, who likes to pull them out of the box.) In a grumpy, sleepy state, I told Xander to wipe his nose on the bottom of his PJs and we would wash his PJs later that day.
Yeah. For future reference? Don't do that.
Today is picture day at the boys' school. Jonathan wrestled with both of them to make sure they were in the cute outfits we picked out. But then Xander ate grapes for breakfast... and needed to wipe his mouth. "Go wipe it yourself," I told him, pointing to the kitchen sink where he washes. off. his. face. himself. every. single. day.
So he did. Exactly as I had instructed him earlier that day. He grabbed his pristine white shirt, brought it to his mouth, and began to wipe.
Sigh.
No one to blame but myself.
Congratulations, Mommy!!!! Your son is such a quick learner, and he respects your teachings as Most Important!!! Did you know you wielded such influence?? (Sometimes the teachers learn more from their lessons than the students.)
ReplyDeleteI think you're both terrific.
Is it bad to say that this cracked me up? As soon as I read that you told him to use the bottom of his PJs and then read his later request, I said.....uh oh.
ReplyDeleteYou are all fabulous!
Love you bunches.
Mom/Bubby