I don't know how the rest of you work, but Bryce and I often talk in code about our children. We try not to let the kids know how great they are. We use numbers, and when they all figure that out, we're going to use Roman numerals.
#1 had a secret for me the other day, and I couldn't tell Dad....or Meg....or Adeline, in that order.
#1: Mom, you can't tell Dad.
Me: Got it.
#1: I was thinking about having a singing party.
(Side note, we have, on occasion, had dance parties on Sunday evenings.....when it is cold and dark outside.)
Me: Good idea.
#1: We could invite Dad and Meg and Adeline.
#1: But Dad can't sing, because he's not such a great singer.
Me: Oh really? I hadn't noticed.
#1: He and Meg can dance while the rest of us girls sing. The rest of us can sing great.
#1: Because I'm a ROCK STAR!
I have to admit, I'm not great at keeping secrets of this caliber and I told Bryce when he got home. He took the news of his sub-par singing talents quite well. In my defense, I did not tell Meg and Adeline.
To all you Rock Stars out there,
P.S. I am going on vacation for the next two weeks, so my posts won't be as frequent....hope you all survive with out me.
P.P.S. If you see or talk to one of my children, don't tell them we're going on vacation, I don't plan on telling them till 20 minutes before departure.