Clark has been so sweet today. First, he accompanied Charlotte and me to the pediatrician's office. On the way, he leaned over from his car seat to Charlotte's seat to say, "Awww...I'm sorry Charlotte. I'm sorry your ear hurts. I'm sorry Dr. Stephens is going to have to give you a shot. It'll be okay."
Just as Ryan came home, I had to head out the door to pick up Charlotte's antibiotic. When I returned, Clark was just finishing the movie "Charlotte's Web" in the living room. Dad was in the nursery rocking Our Charlotte to sleep. I greeted Clark, who looked a little forlorn. I said, "Hi, Buddy. How are you?" He answered, "I'm good. I just needed some company." I explained where I had gone and why Dad was in the other room, then I asked, "How was the movie?" As he began to tell me, his little bottom lip curled, his eyes squinted shut and the tears began to flow. "It was good, but...(sniffle, sniffle)...Charlotte the spider died. It was...It was... dreadful!" Needless to say, that last word was not exactly the kind of adjective you expect from your 3 year-old. It was everything I could do to contain my laughter. But, as I picked him up and consoled him, I began to tear up, too. Me and Mr. Sensitive were making memories!
Monday, February 25, 2008
Mr. Sensitive
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That's so sweet! Speaking of Mr. Sensitive (I'm sure he'll appreciate me saying this) Steve won't watch Charlotte's Web. Even the new one that came out, he wouldn't speak about it. He's ugh...sensitive. But you didn't hear that from me!
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