Jory turned six and I decided he needed a new chore or chores. One of them is helping pump the gas. So before driving home from the OC, I stopped at the gas station. Jory was sitting in the back, his usual spot, talking and playing with his cousin so I thought this time I'll let him play and talk. Next thing I know Jory is opening the car door.
"Mommy, you said my job is to pump the gas."
"Yes, I did."
He got out the car and started helping me pump the gas.
I love six-year-old boys who remember their chores.
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