Then Josh REALLY hated school.

As we were sitting in the family room just after having dinner, Josh was complaining about yet another day of school he would have to go to tomorrow. Trying to give him a positive outlook about school (the kid is only in first grade) we started talking about how much we loved reading and writing while we told him favorite memories of ours when we were in first grade. Heidi then asked him what he loved most about school.

"Recess" he flatly said. We could have guessed. Trying to get a different response, I asked Josh what he liked most while he was inside the classroom, not outside.

"Indoor recess".

Even though it wasn't helping the situation, we then laughed. That kid is a keeper.

Then kisses became a bad thing.

Josh should be a teenager. That six year old has so much attitude in him, it's almost scary. It's not bad attitude (most of the time) so don't get me wrong, but it's sarcasm to the max.

Today, Josh was holding Westin and laughing about how "cute and fluffy" he is. Caught up in the moment, he went all the way and planted one right on Westin's kitten face. My dad saw this and was appalled. "Don't kiss the cat!" he told Josh. Confused, Josh asked my dad why not. "Because it has germs. Kissing him just gives those germs to you".

In return Josh laughed and said "Dad! You have germs!". He giggled to himself and walked away like he was a man with a plan. I followed him into the kitchen where he promptly went to my mom, tapped her on the leg, and hinted to my mom with much confidence "Don't kiss dad he has germs".

Goal accomplished.

Josh then kissed Westin again (yuck?) and left with his head held high causing me to laugh. When a little kid does things like that, who wouldn't?

Then Josh hated school.

Ever met a 6-year-old who hates first grade? Let me introduce you to Josh, who thinks school is "booor-ing." So when Josh came down with an ear infection and got to miss a few days of school, he started to get his hopes up that this could be a long-term solution. If he could just stay sick a little longer, he could miss school next Monday, too!

That Saturday morning, we dished up our pancakes and waited for Gabe to say the breakfast prayer. Then just as Gabe was about to begin, Josh blurted out,

"Don't bless me! I don't want to get better!"

Because the last thing Josh needs is to wake up healthy on a school day.

And then we laughed.