Here's a snapshot of my precious boy at 6:
Friend: " You are so not cool!"
Caleb: (in a pleasant voice): "I don't care if I'm cool. I only care if I think I'm cool."
And while I'm preparing dinner, nerves frazzled, with Grace screaming in the background and Anna Ruth fussing at my feet.....pretty much at my wit's end:
Caleb: "Mama, why do you seem like you are frustrated?"
Me: "Well, Caleb...Mama has a hard time sometimes when baby cries alot."
Caleb: "Yes, I understand. That's ok."
A few minutes later...(me still fixing dinner):
Caleb: "Mama? Well, I don't want to cause you any more work or anything, but.....well....after you finish what you're doing, would you please get me some milk?"
Always the ever-thinking negotiator....working things into the plan, so that no one remembers the plan was created by none-other than Caleb.
Caleb: "Emet? (Caleb frequently speaks to us via a verbal instruction to Emet) Since Mama is going to the gym tonight, I bet tonight would be a good night to watch Star Wars. But, we'll have to eat all of our dinner first."
And, today in the car on the way home from school:
Caleb: "Hey Mama? I know you won't remember this later, but I'm going to tell you anyways. So, I think that we should make a marble jar for you and Papa, just like our marble jar.....and when you do something good, you'll get a marble. When the jar fills up, then we'll go to the store after Papa gets off work, unless it's Saturday, and you and Papa can pick out a present. Since you are trying to lose pounds, then we'll buy you a healthy drink. But, if you're done losing pounds by the time your jar fills up, then we won't buy you a healthy drink...because you'll be all done then."
Then, we come back to reality for a while....Caleb is presently up in his bed with no books to read for a mandatory nap time following disobedience and a tantrum in the car on the way home from Kindergarten, which included a wild kick to the back of the seat, prompting the immediate wake-up of his newborn sister...who is now crying in her crib...... :-)
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