I'm worried. Seriously. My kids make me laugh but also I'm a little/lot worried about Eddie. The other day I was telling him I had to work instead of playing. There was a pile of dishes from making Zucchini bread that I had to clean. Anyway Eddie says, "I hate work." I thought oh this could be a teaching moment so I started talking to him about the benefits of work and how some day he'll need to work to support himself because daddy and I weren't going to support him forever. He needed to be in school for us to support him. He came up with a solution rather quickly. "Fine I'll go to college. I'll take one class at a time and go to school every other day." I'm flabbergasted by his perceptiveness but also scared. He's not even in first grade and he's already figuring out how to work the system.
Friday, August 19, 2011
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