I love having little kids. I just know memories of these first few years are going to crack me up for decades to come. My kids just can’t keep anything to themselves without going to the verge of bursting like a tic.

I don’t know what my gift or surprise is today but I know it’s in my son’s room. Yesterday my wife told me to go to the T.V. room and she told my daughter to guard me. She’s the one who tells everything that she’s supposed to keep to herself.  You know like “I’m not going to tell Daddy about thus-and-such that we got him at here-and-there place.” It just makes her big brother mad and he almost tells it himself while he’s trying to shush her. He doesn’t remember that he use to do the same thing when he was her age. They are hillarious.

Yeah, makes being a parent worth it. Especially after the constant duties of chastizing, correcting and speech making. Yes, you start the speechifying with the toddler and grade school set and yes they do understand. 

I wonder if I’m going to get my goodies before or after church? We’ll see how the day unfolds.