Connor Learns to Flip the Bird
Oh my gosh, I am so tired. I'll bet I'm going into labor tonight, just because I'm so tired, I won't be able to handle it. What a positive attitude! LOL
Just finished hostessing a Halloween party for a house full of third graders. I feel like I'm going to keel over. But it was all worth it when our very own little third grader said after the party, "That was the best party I ever went to, and I can't believe it was MINE! I never had a party before, not even for my birthday! I can't believe this! I want to say thank you, over and over!" It was also his first ever Halloween costume, so he's on cloud nine. Well, in reality, he's in his bed, conked out already, sleeping IN his costume.
On to our big story of the night-- Connor flipping the bird.
Katie arrived about three hours before the party, and foolishly walked into the room where Connor was supposed to be napping, so he snagged her into a conversation. His great opener: "Want to see something REALLY BAD?" So of course, Katie replied, "Sure!" Up went his middle finger, and he waited in suspense for her shocked expression. She asked, "Who taught you that?" He replied, "No one taught me." She pressed, "Connor, someone had to teach you that. Who taught you?" He insisted, "No one." She told him that it's not a nice thing to do, and left the room, leaving behind a perplexed Connor.
Katie then came upstairs and told me what he had done. I felt lightheaded! Who had taught him this? I flew down to the bedroom and demanded details. Connor looked very confused. He insisted that no one had taught him. I said, "If you want to go to the party this afternoon, I need to know." He insisted that no one had taught him, but that several people had asked to see it. I asked who. He looked away, thinking. "I think Rory asked to see, like five times." I began to lose my temper. "Connor, you are telling a lie. I know that one of the big boys told you to do it; now which one?" He thought for a moment. "Well, I think every single one of them wanted to see, but mostly Nasir." I was off and running. "I am cancelling this party! I cannot believe this! When was he even alone with you? Why did he do this?" Connor got a little angry. "I don't think that's fair, Mommy. Don't cancel his party. It IS really bad, and he just wanted to see it. Daddy wanted to see it too."
HE HAD A BIG CUT ACROSS HIS DARN FINGER! EVERYONE KEPT ASKING TO SEE HIS BOO-BOO, so he showed it to Katie, saying, "Look, it's really bad!"
I went upstairs and told Katie what he had meant by "Want to see something really bad," and we collapsed in the living room in fits of laughter for quite a while. We felt a bit foolish.
Then, of course, Chris came home fifteen minutes later and we began to tell him the story, and he said, "Wait a minute. Is this about the cut on his finger???"
And so ends another eventful day in the Elio Household.
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