Friday night I wasn't hungry for dinner. Mom kept asking me if I wanted to eat and I kept playing. And then Dad tried to put me to bed and I realized how hungry I really was. So I loudly called out to Mom, "About that dinner you offered earlier?" Mom was a little grumpy and Dad wasn't even just a little. They told me that dinner at 10pm wouldn't be an option in the future. But I went to bed with a full tummy.
And then I tried it last night. Only Mom had put me at the table and given me my dinner and I just hadn't eaten much of it because I wanted to play. So at 10pm I again decided to have dinner. It didn't go so well. Dad reminded me what we had talked about and I protested for quite awhile before I realized they were serious.
We went shopping this weekend! I love shopping but for some reason Mom says it stresses her out to have me along. But Dad said he would watch me and she wasn't to worry. So I ran in and out between the clothes, hiding from him. And he told Mom we needed to get a stroller. They have little cars at the mall that are strollers and so I drove my stroller all over. That worked better for Dad.
At church, I was a big boy and stood all by myself through worship. Usually Dad holds me but I felt I was big enough to do it on my own and so I clapped when I felt like it, and watched the musicians and danced a little. Then I played with the big kids after church. A couple of them brought me to my parents and said they were afraid I would get hurt with all that running around but Dad said I was big enough to handle it. And I had a great time. Mom said I am becoming her big boy.
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