Waxing parental

A few weekend notes. Saturday we took a trip to the mall so we could do some trading, which meant a few nice treats for Sam, including a sawbuck ride on the merry go round, and a trip to the candle store, where I let him pick out a cheap one to add to his collection.

Susan says all kids this age are narcissists, and I suspect she's right. In the clothing store he went into the changing rooms. The walls had mirrors, so he put his nose right up to the corner, where he could see three images of himself. He praised his reflections, saying, "you look good, you look good, you look good." This is a boy whose self image isn't suffering!

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This evening we gave Sam a bath, which is a great way to pass the time. Sam has a head cold, and is quite sniffly. As Susan was drying him off, Sam wiped his nose on the towel. Susan naturally expressed dismay at this. Sam, surprised and the picture of innocence, said to her, "Is this your favorite towel?"