At 8:15, Monday morning….
Colsen: AARRRGHGGHGHGH! I hate Mondays! I don’t want to do any school work! This is the worst day anyone could EVER have!!
Me: I think a lot of people have much worse days. Like people who have to dig ditches all day, for example.
Me: I don’t think so.
Colsen: YES I WOULD! Let me go dig ditches! Seriously, Mom!!
Me: Well…. Ok. Let’s go outside and I’ll find a place for you to dig.
[We go outside, I find as inconspicuous a spot as I can near our fence-line where he can dig. He eagerly gathers all kinds of tools.]
Me: Are you sure you want to do this? It’s going to be hard. Do you really want to do it all day??
Colsen: Yes! I could do this for 10 hours, no problem!
At 8:40, Monday morning…
Colsen: Mom? I’m done.
Me: Really? That was only 25 minutes!
Colsen: I know, but there are so many roots and it’s so muddy, and I’m just done.
Me: So is schoolwork really better than digging ditches all day??
Colsen: YES! I would much rather do schoolwork!
Thus ending one of my all-time favorite parenting moments.
Driving in the car...
Colsen: When’s Daddy coming home tonight?
Me: Around 5:30.
Miles: So I’m assuming that means he’ll be eating dinner with us tonight?
Me: Miles, is that the first time you’ve used the word, “assuming?”
Miles, (thinking I'm weird): What???
Me: It’s just kind of a big word for a little guy. I’ve never heard you use that word.
Miles, (now pretty annoyed at me): Um, Mom…. Constipation??? That’s a much bigger word and I use THAT!