(Another one found in my drafts folder. sheesh, I’m on a roll with the no-posting!)
No I would never do it on purpose, but I think sometimes I’ve maybe made Jack feel like less of a stud than he thinks he is.
Jack: Can I help you drive the car up the driveway?
me: Here, sit on my lap and hold my hands. I’ll let you help me steer.
Jack: Wow, I’m learning to drive and I’m only 6!
me: No, I’m driving. You’re just holding my hands.
(At the local pizza place after TKD class. Jack sees some of his friends chugging soda)
Jack: (sliding open the drink case) Yeah, I’ll just have a lemonade…
me: Put that back! We’re only picking up the pizza, not buying drinks. You have water in the car.
I did feel bad about that one later. I don’t think his friends cared either way.
Jack: Mom, let me go down the driveway to the bus by myself. You can follow me, but it’ll look like I’m going by myself.
me: No, just wait for me! We’re going together.