A Couple Quick Stories

Yesterday Michael and I were playing with his action figures on his bed, and he says "Dr. Octopus needs to take a shower."
"He does?" I ask. "Is he dirty and stinky?"
"Yeah."
"Does Captain America need to take a shower?"
"No," he says with that 'you're really not that bright, are you?' kind of tone, "Captain America's not dirty and stinky."
I can't imagine there will be too many situations where I could be more proud of him.

A couple of days ago we had a fabulous family nap time, but since it took a little while for Angie to coax Connor to sleep, I got up when the boys woke up, and she kept sleeping for a little while. Connor cried a little when he first woke up, and we got out to the other room and settled onto the floor, and Michael says, "I'll wipe your tears, Connor." And he did. We can only hope that they'll like each other this much ten years from now.