Friday, February 10, 2006

Fickle thy name be child

My son was invited to go ice skating with his dojang. He was convinced that he didn't want to go, didn't want to skate, wouldn't like it if he tried. His sister wanted to go, so I decided she and I would go. My hubby decided he wanted to go too, which meant my son had to go. Since he was there, we made him try. By the end of the hour, he was asking when we were coming back..

My daughter's day care (where she does prek) had a parent's night out. My son was convinced that it would be absolutely no fun. We took him anyway. When we got there, he didn't want to leave until the movie (Herbie Fully Loaded) was over. He said he actually had fun.

Hm... am I detecting a trend?

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