Yesterday we went to a neighbor‘s house to learn and play with friends. On the way home Rhett(2) melted. He screamed the entire way home. In the driveway I sped up hoping to end the torture as quickly as possible.
The screaming continued into the house and I made a decision that he was more in need of a nap then food so I just carried him upstairs to his crib. Whew. He settled down immediately once alone in the dark.
I walked down the stairs to find Reid(4) sitting on the bottom step. I sat down beside him and scooped him onto my lap.
Me: Does it bother you when Rhett cries?
Reid: Yes
Me: Me too.
Reid: It seems like a thousand Rhetts crying.
It is funny where empathy is found…
*snicker*
adore ya… and that is true honesty and unabashed reality right there.
Yes, sometimes I feel like there are a thousand D’s and Peep’s. Like, ummm, today.
I wish we could all stay so honest, all through life…great story.
Five of my six have gone into serious meltdown, in public, with me.
Not fun.
I refuse to go out alone with number six, until he turns 18. 🙂
Kids are so cool, and honest, ain’t it cool?
Awww!!! So sweet — and a great writer in training.
Oh my gosh – so adorable – “A Thousand Rhetts crying!”
I love it when they pass out in the car and it’s so nice and quiet and I can actually listen to some music…
That Reid is very profound and he is SO right! HA!
So sweet…I hate the meltdown:(
how sweet, the boy always tries to calm baby girl down too.
Well said, and sooooo cute! 🙂