Yesterday, as we were getting ready for JJ's first t-ball practice, we had this conversation, which just proves how little I know about parenting this child...
JJ: Mommy, I don't know if I'll like t-ball. Last year, all the other boys kept running to get the ball before me.
Mommy: Oh sweetie, you got the ball sometimes. I remember! But you know what? This year, you will be one of the bigger boys. You are five now, but there will be lots of little boys who are four.
JJ: There will?
Mommy: Yes, and you remember how it felt to be one of the little ones, right?
JJ: Yes
Mommy: (trying for some empathy) So this time, do you think you should be like those big boys, trying to get the ball and not letting the littler kids get it?
JJ: (face lights up and relief washes over him) OH! Yes, I guess I should! (as if to say, now it's MY turn)
See? No clue. God help me :)
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