Everything is quiet in the house until I get on the phone or try to have a moment by myself. And things are completely unpredictable, but normally entertaining for the person on the other end of the line. Take, for instance, tonight's little exchange...
I was on the phone with my sister and Sebastian came running down the hall, opened the kitchen trash, threw something in, closed it, and ran directly into the living room. He had an enormous proud smile on his face, slid into a stop right next to my chair, and held up his hand for a high five. Then he said:
"Mom! I picked up the cat frow-up and frowed it in the twash can! High five AND a fist bump!"
I tucked my free hand under my leg, smiled, and said "How about you go wash your hands and THEN I'll give you a high five AND a fist bump?" To stop the fading of his excitement I added "I AM proud of you for cleaning up the cat throw up and throwing it in the trash!"
He zoomed away and I went back to my conversation. Or I would have, if my sister wasn't laughing so hard. AWESOME.
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