Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Honesty at its Finest

I was cleaning up breakfast this morning as I watched Natalie run past the kitchen giggling towards the living room.  It comes to a sudden halt and she is on the floor crying.  I peak around the corner and see Weston standing by her, looking at her. 

All I had to do was give him "the look."  I hadn't even asked if he pushed her yet and he was already walking over to the time out wall.  Now how can I bottle this honesty and keep it forever and ever?

2 comments:

  1. This story sounds sooooooo much like a brother and sister combination i have. Both parties are currently in your house believe. Weston is soooo like Roland.

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