Like mother, like son

Recently, Trevin has taken to being a little bit bossy with Tyson. His favorite phrases seems to be "Stop it, Tyson! My *insert favorite toy here*. No pway (play) it." Lots of teachable moments around our house these days...

Tonight at dinner, Tyson was crying and carrying on while Bryce was trying to feed him. As he continued to make a fuss, Trevin, from his seat across the table, firmly said, "Tyson, no cry...Why you crying, Tyson?...Tyson, wook at me, Tyson...It's okay, no cry...Tyson! Wook at me, Tyson!..." And this continued on for a couple of minutes until Tyson finally stopped crying.

The things you don't realize you say until you hear the words out of the mouths of your kids. (And I don't tell Tyson to look at me, but I do tell Trevin...plenty!)