My Little Mirror

I hope to one day show these me moires to my son. I haven't been the best at documenting the fun stuff he does, so no time like the present right? Well, yesterday Melissa, Tucker and I went to dinner with Alan at Carinos. We were going to head to the movies afterward, but had to take a detour. You see, Alan had decided that for the first time ever...he wanted to put lights on the house. We were going to find some plastic hangers to put them up with, when Alan suggested a store that the rest of us believed to be closed. Not a big deal right? Right. Alan decided to put money on it... sucker! (Never question if a girl is right on the hours of Hobby Lobby!) We were on the way to prove our point... Tucker was obviously feeling a little irritated as well. True to his mothers form, he decided to play a little trick on his father. My son was asking his dad to pay up... and Alan was obviously holding out until there was indisputable proof that he owed us money. Tucker, serious as anything, tells Alan in a tender voice, "Oh hold still dad. There is something on your face. Let me get it..." He leaned over and gingerly grabbed one of Alan's facial whiskers, pinched it securely between his fingers and yanked! Alan's face twisted into a Picasso, his lungs bellowed, and eyes winced in pain, and we all laughed. How funny it was that my sweet son had the notion to play such a joke on Alan. I have just never been so surprised at him...and in a eerie way, proud! He is my kid! It was EXACTLY the same thing I would've done to ease the tension.... I love that kid! It reminded me of when your grandpa used to ask what was on your shirt...and as soon as you looked down he would slide his finger upward and poke u in the nose! Yeah well, I've never done that to him...but maybe someone had somewhere and he tucked it safely away for future usage.. In any case... I just wanted to remember this moment.