This past few weeks with the kids has given me a lot of access. I get to hear them be brilliant, I get to hear their poop jokes. They are insiders and I got a peek.
The other day we were driving and saw two guys riding in the bed of a pickup truck. Eleanor asked why there were there and I said “I have no idea.” There was a pause and I saw her flailing in the mirror. Another pause. “There, mom.” “What, honey?” “I gave you all my ideas. Now, why are those people in the back of the truck?” Talk about your servant leader – removing obstacles to get results.
Yesterday, Henry had fallen asleep in the car, so I was singing to Ele at a red light. “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine…” “No, mom. I’m a daughtershine. Henry is your sunshine.”