Wednesday, June 16, 2010

A Story About Mr. C.

Mischievous-looking boy on the left?
Mr. C., age four.

When Mr. C. was two or three, one of his aunts put him in his car seat.
She shut the door and climbed into the front, a big soda in hand.
Before she drove off, Mama C. told her not to let Mr. C. have any soda.
He was hyper enough all on his own.

Sure enough, Mr. C. asked his aunt for a taste of soda.
Like a good aunt, she said "No."
But the two-year-old version of my husband did not miss a beat.
"Aunt Shirley," he said in his little boy voice, "Jesus said it's good to share."

She gave him the soda.