The other day, I heard Max and his friend talking football.
Max's pal says, "I've just GOT to get on like, the BEST team - cuz I'm really THAT good. I'm soooo good. And I just CAN'T be on a bad team. Cuz, I'm just too good for that."
Yes, he really said that, because I wrote it down as fast as I could.
And I really wanted to intervene. But instead I talked myself down while I poured myself another cup of coffee. And that's when Max replied,
"Well, you could be on a not-so-good team and help your teammates."
Sweet Jesus, my job here is done. The boy just encapsulated everything we've tried to teach him about kindness and problem-solving, about being positive, about friends and sports. All. In. One. Sentence. I think I gave birth to a super-hero. I really do.
That's how I roll.
Oh my, I think you are right...you did give birth to a superhero. And you're doing an amazing mommy job! :)