My son, Bashful is going to be 11 in March. It won't be long and he will be mad at the world....for a long time. Even now, it is hard to get a genuine smile out of the kid due to his bashful nature and when it happens, it takes him off-guard and he tries to hide it with his hand. So, I try to get one out of him as much as possible.
A few nights ago, we were having the usual conversation at dinner. I was telling them to eat their food, and they were making excuses.
I had made a fabulous vegetable beef soup with flaky biscuits and as usual they were being picky.
Of course, there was no way they were going near those vegetables, so I tried another tactic in order to fool them into eating.
I said, "If you eat your vegetables, it is a sign that you are entering manhood."
Of course, it was a load of crap, but I was desperate to teach my boys how to eat healthily.
I left it at that and we continued with our family time. A little while later, I noticed Bashful scraping his bowl leaving behind only the tomatoes. He said they were a fruit, so he didn't have to eat them.
I wasn't going to be picky and I congratulated him for becoming a man. Out pops that sweet, bashful smile that he always tries to hide and covered with his hand even then. I told him I am proud of him and he left the table with his head held high.
The sweet, beautiful smile of his is going to bring some woman to her knees someday, Lord help her.
A few nights ago, we were having the usual conversation at dinner. I was telling them to eat their food, and they were making excuses.
I had made a fabulous vegetable beef soup with flaky biscuits and as usual they were being picky.
Of course, there was no way they were going near those vegetables, so I tried another tactic in order to fool them into eating.
I said, "If you eat your vegetables, it is a sign that you are entering manhood."
Of course, it was a load of crap, but I was desperate to teach my boys how to eat healthily.
I left it at that and we continued with our family time. A little while later, I noticed Bashful scraping his bowl leaving behind only the tomatoes. He said they were a fruit, so he didn't have to eat them.
I wasn't going to be picky and I congratulated him for becoming a man. Out pops that sweet, bashful smile that he always tries to hide and covered with his hand even then. I told him I am proud of him and he left the table with his head held high.
The sweet, beautiful smile of his is going to bring some woman to her knees someday, Lord help her.
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