Are you the kind of parent that will catch yourself saying something you mean to be teasing, but then you wonder if your kid actually believes it?
I am. But I had this one joke (should I call it a joke? I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who thought it was funny) going on for nearly a year with my kids. Every time they were about to eat or drink something yummy, I said, "Oooooh hold on! Let me check for poison."
Then I'd eat a big ol' bite.
After a month it got kinda old, so then I started to do the fake death thing. That got some laughs! For maybe one more month. Eventually, I realized that the kids were starting to just offer up the bite. "Here, mom... check for poison."
Service-oriented children. Woah, I am a good mom!
Time passed. I still wanted their food, so naturally, I kept checking for poison.
One lovely Sunday we four were sitting in church. It was time to take the Sacrament. At our church, the Bishop takes the sacrament first. The 12 year olds who pass it around the congregation always start with him, then his counselors, then the rest of us.
Yah- you see where this is going. Tiny Izzy leans over and whisper-yells in my ear, "Mom. Is the Bishop checking for poison?"
From our drive around Norway. I'd be more specific, but I have no idea where this was. All I know is that ME WANT TO GO BACK THERE.
PS: Thank you so much for the comments and dialogue about yesterday's post. I truly hope we all will be more confident; we owe it to ourselves. Love you!
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