In case you were beginning to think my five year old son is always a sweetheart, here is an e-mail I received from our niece yesterday. She babysat the kids Thursday evening…
I forgot to tell you something about your boy last night…so we’re laying down together reading a lovely Dr. Suess novel in bed…me thinking he was drifting off to sleep as we were on page 58 of this never ending rhyme, and all of a sudden your boy, out of nowhere, bites my nose (it was gentle – no need to panic).
After I muffle my laughing because that is just such a typical thing for him to do, I asked him why he did it and he said because he wanted me to stop reading. So glad to see he uses his words!
Of course as soon as I stopped reading he told me to read it again. I just thought I’d share, because I remembered it and started laughing again at work.
This would be why we only hire babysitters who have a twisted sense of humor. That way, we know they’ll fit right in.