****disclaimer: my Mother is wonderful and this post in no way implies otherwise, it is merely meant to illustrate how life works and is not intended to slander my Mom.****
The other day we were driving to Target to pick up a few things. Jacob began his usual unending list of questions, half of which even God would have trouble answering.
One of his questions was: “can we look at the toys?”
I told him: “no, we’re going to be quick and just get what we need.”
Now, I realize he’s 4 and that the last time we went to Target he got to spend his coloring contest money so now his view of Target is skewed…he thinks he “gets stuff” at Target.
He responded: “but I want to get a toy.”
I told him: “No, we don’t get toys every time we go to the store.”
“Why,” he asked? (duh, knew that one was coming)
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Last month our local newspaper ran a coloring contest sponsored by a “Prevent Child Abuse Council.” It was titled “When Paerents Nurture Kids Blossom.” Our son enthusiastically entered, having won an Easter basket in a coloring contest when he was around two. He sat at the kitchen table and colored his picture without a break (well, maybe a potty break or two), and was very excited to mail in his entry.
























