Caleb is entering that cusp-of-serious-conversation phase. Here are a few conversations we had today:
Sometime early this morning…
Me to Megan: “Blah, blah blah, blah-blah. Blah, payroll, blah-blabitty-blah blah.”
Caleb: “What’s ‘payroll’ Daddy?”..and then sometime this evening…
Me: “Caleb, please put your hat on forward.”
Caleb: “No Daddy, I don’t want my hat forward, I want it backward.”
Me: “Say ‘No thank you.’”
Caleb: “No thank you.”
Me: “Caleb, please put your hat on forward.”
Caleb: “No thank you Daddy, I don’t want to.”
Me: “Why Caleb? Why don’t you want it forward?”
Caleb: “‘Cause I want it backward.”
Me: “Why?”
Caleb: [Seems to ignore me and resorts to playing with his cars...]
Me: “…Why Caleb? Why do you want it backward?”
Caleb: “‘Cause Daddy, I don’t want it forward!”
Ahh, he’s beccoming his own person! The acorn doesn’t fall far from the oak tree.