Sometimes I wonder why I feel so exasperated. So I’ve decided to share it with you, my Anonymous Audience (AA). It makes me feel less exasperated.
At the local craft store today. 3yo son and I are in line. Conversation:
Checkout Lady (CL): Hi, how are you, young man?
Little Man (LM): Fine. I’m Carter.
CL: Hi, Carter.
LM: What’s your name?
LM: Hi, Lori.
CL: Looks like fun doing these crafts! You be a good boy!
LM: Okay! Bye. Take Care.
Me: (Thinking) My 3yo just said “take care?” Out loud: I don’t know where that came from.
Old Lady behind us: Awww…. such a nice little boy.
As we walked away, both ladies continued to talk about what a sweet, kind, adorable little boy he is/was.
Ten minutes later 3yo Little Man kicked his sister in the face, refused to get in his car seat and stuck his tongue out at his other sister.