so i go upstairs to put jordyn to bed. it goes relatively quickly, and when i come back down, jacob and jack are sitting at the kitchen table (where i left them) with lids off of their cups, and about 10 paper towels all around the table. when they see me, jacob proudly pronounces,
"we're being responsible. we're cleaning up our mess."
"yes, it certainly looks like you. what a great job. but...why are your lids off your cups?"
"we wanted a cool drink."
"i just filled both of them up with milk...it's cold."
"we wanted water."
"oh...where'd the milk go?"
"i poured it in the sink."
"oh...well, we shouldn't waste milk. it costs a lot more than water does. you also should never take the lids off of your cups. they can't spill if the lids are on. that's why you have lids."
"really? well, we were being responsible. we cleaned up the mess. aren't you going to 'raise' us?"
"what?"
"aren't you going to 'raise' us? we were cleaning it up after all."
"do you mean 'praise' you?"
"yeah, praise us. we were responsible."
"yes, you were. and i told you so. i just told you that i was proud of you, and that you were being very responsible. i just added some information to help you never have to clean up a mess like this again."
"oh."
he's only FOUR (almost five). but he sounds so much older sometimes. well, most of the time. it's hard to remember that's he's so young. i think that's why i give him as much trouble. he knows as much as an older child, so i tend to treat him that way. i've got to become better at making the conscious effort to remember to stop and say....wait, he's only 4. i almost wish they would stay babies. even with the sleepless nights, diaper costs and such...it was so much easier!
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