Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Not what I intended



Twelve years later, Jory finally got his Bruder truck that I got him as a celebration for us finishing his first year of school.  I told him what the truck was for.

“I’ll get a present when I finish second grade and third grade and fourth grade and fifth grade…” he said excitedly.

Oh wow, is that how he took it?  Yeah, no more presents for finishing a school year.  I don’t want him thinking every year you get a present cause you finish a grade.  I never thought about it him looking at it that way. 

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