The kids and I flew down to my see my parents in St George on Thursday morning at 6:30AM. Everett loves flying. Loves pulling his roller luggage. Loves loading all his stuff into a bin while going through security. Loves taking off, and having his own tray table, and experiencing particularly bumpy landings. The night before our flight, when my alarm was set to go off at 4AM, Everett was so excited that he didn't end up falling asleep until around midnight and then woke again at 3:30AM to inform me that it was "enough sleeping, time to go." Which is completely unheard of from a little man who adores his sleep like he's some kind of a teenager. The previous afternoon, we had prepped for our trip with a quick stop to the gas station so they could each pick out one treat to have on the airplane. They both ended up choosing those weird little bottle shaped suckers with the candy powder attached on the bottom (remember those delightful things??) which they adorably coordinated so that they could both try the two different flavors they wanted. I put Isla's in my bag, but Everett wanted to keep his. I told him that he couldn't eat it until our trip, and that it was ONLY for the airplane. He said he knew. And have you ever heard of that experiment where they put a kid in front of a marshmallow or something, and then tell that kid that if they DON'T eat the marshmallow while sitting there for a while, then there will be an even better treat later on? And then the kid is left alone in the room and you find out what kind of willpower they have?
Well if Everett was that kid, Everett would not eat the marshmallow. What he would do, is hold it in his hand, inspect it, turn it over several times, tuck it in his pocket, carry it around all day, sleep with it, wake up with it, eat breakfast with it, and then put it in his pocket again until he knew that it was time to eat it.
This HERE, is the exact moment when it was time to eat it.
But I didn't. I just took the compliment as if it had everything to do with me and I actually had total control over my children's behavior.