culture

It exascerbates me that everything is a race that Sammy has to win. What minion of culture reached into my child's brain and made him everything I didn't want for my children?!?

His favorite race is the race from the car to the door. Then he has to beat me at eating - even when I am not eating. It's cute but it makes me sad. And when I say everything doesn't have to be a race, I see it floating over his head. Maybe if I keep saying it, one day it will click and I will have triumphed. Like when my dad says that if you want it done right do it yourself, and now I have to do everything myself like a super control freak.

He also brings home these cute sayings that he picks up from the other kids at school, like "WHAT!?!" and "that's wild". I picked him up one day and he was gazing adoringly at an older boy who said that snow tastes good. Then sam said, "yeah, snow tastes good."

But the cutest thing that Sam does is tell us very adult things. For instance one day I asked him to get me something (yes, I have become one of those parents that asks their kids to get things for them so they don't have to get up. sigh.)and he told me "why do I always have to finish your activities?" That is pure Sam all the way. I love you Sam.