Noah: Mom, do you like making our family happy? Me: Yeah, I sure do. Noah: Well, you don’t usually smile when you are cooking. You just stir the food and look like this. (He shows me the disgruntled face.) Me: I see. Would you like for me to cook with this cheesy grin on my face? (Showing him my cheesy grin.) Noah: (Laughing) No! I just mean that you could maybe look like this, ya know, that shows you are not mad. (He shows me a more subdued smile that really says all is well in the world.) Me: Well, I’ll see what I can do.Anybody know if Leave It To Beaver is still on TV?
My oldest son and I love to talk. Well, he talks and I usually listen. Because when I begin to talk and try to share life lessons with him, he’s all, “Okay, mom, right, I know, okay?” Of course he does. He’s 9. Moving on. When we are in the car together going to the store or to school, I usually leave the radio off. It gives him an opportunity to talk because he is a thinker who feels deep and when he thinks and feels, he talks. And folks, I don’t want to miss it. No I certainly do not. In a recent car ride to the store, our conversation went a little something like this: