Bossy

We, as in Tobias, Samuel and I, were out last night . . . ok, I went jogging around 5pm and half way we stopped at a local playground. This stopping at playgrounds is a way to keep the kiddos interested in climbing in that stroller to begin with. We don’t always stop on my jogs, but periodically we do.

I’ve seen a phenomenon between these two that brings back sharp memories of my older sister and I (I’m the second in the line of seven kids born to my parents). She constantly looked out for me but she also liked to talk for me and I’m sure some bossing around was accomplished too . . . though I never saw it like that.

Pulling Samuel around and telling him where to sit and where to stand and what toys he can play with and who’s allowed on mom’s lap when, etc. Of course I put a halt to it when it gets to be bratty.

Yeah . . . you can hear him, can’t you, “sit here, Sam.”

“Um, . . . now what?”

They kinda just sat there until Samuel sensed it was safe to embark on another adventure . . . which I think included running around the large tree in the background of these photos . . .

Then he came for a close-up of himself.  He might resemble Justin, eh?

God Bless!