Yesterday we arrived home after soccer to a cute little basket of Christmas treats from our kind friend and neighbor.
She is the best baker, and I look forward to these treats every year. I didn’t even have my coat off before I started digging in:)
A few minutes later, I was putting Josh to bed and he commented how I had not even taken my coat off before eating the treats (so something he would do!)
I laughed. I told him I was excited because I don’t really eat my own baking and I enjoy my friend’s every year. However, this year, she hadn’t made my favorites:((
We discussed which ones were my favorite, and how I had tried making them in the past from her recipe – but they didn’t turn out so well. Josh told me I just had to try making them again. I said. “Nah… I can’t make them”.
Well. He took my face in his little hands and said, “Mom. What does D stand for?”
It was so cute. So, I said I would try again. Because he was right. I need to teach by example – remember?
He rolled over to go to sleep, “Besides. It’s a win-win. I get to eat whatever you make”.