When there is love at home. However, there may not be much beauty in my home. Just one example of a loving conversation that occurred recently....
Me talking on the phone while trying to get Sadie and Luke to bed.
Sadie is crying.
Me: "What's wrong Sadie?"
Sadie: "Luke called me a jerk"
Me: "Luke, did you call your sister a jerk?"
Luke: "No, I didn't. I was just singing a song."
Me continuing to try to talk on the phone. I overhear Luke call Sadie a jerk. Sadie starts crying again.
Me: "Luke, quit calling Sadie a jerk. That is very naughty!"
Luke: "I am not calling her a jerk. I am just singing a song. (Looks at Sadie) 'You're a jerk. You're a jerk. You're a jerk' It is a song that Maddie sings all of the time to me."
My sister-in-law on the other end of the phone line is laughing because she hears this whole thing. I am thrilled with his manipulative skills and his willingness to look danger in the eyes and laugh. He is truly a skilled boy who may not live to see his 5th birthday.
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