At church I teach Ethan's 3 year old class called the Busy Bees. It's a fun age. Active, mischieveous, silly and sweet all rolled in to one. To my surprise a few weeks ago, I realized that Ethan did not know my name. As we were reviewing the class rules, I asked the children if they remembered my name. Some yelled out Mrs. Hill, other's said Ethan's mommy, and Ethan says, "Jason!" Oh, the laughter that erupted from me and the teacher's assistants. What a chuckle. His big brother would have surely commented by saying, "Silly Ethan." A phrase we say to Ethan often.
Update: the next Sunday, he said it right, "Shelley." Glad we got that squared away.
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