Quinn knows how to schmooze. He's turned it into an art form.
The boys had been irritable and mean to their sister one too many times on the car ride home from gymnastics tonight, and mama got mad. "We're supposed to be KIND to each other. We're TEAM AHO. And you guys are constantly jumping down her throat."
Reagan ended up in tears, and it wasn't a happy ride home. Mama was irritated enough at this episode of crabbiness, that when she got home, she removed a present with each of the boys' name on it from under the tree.
"You may earn these back when you show KINDNESS to another HUMAN BEING."
Quinn, about 30 minutes later, came up to me.
"Mom, I have this dollar in my pocket. Now, I'm not saying that I'm going to buy my present back. I'm just saying... if I put this dollar on the table, and it disappears, and suddenly my present RE-appears, well... we're all happy. And, after all, isn't me giving you a dollar KIND of me?"
Stinkin' kid. He knows how to make me laugh.
I'm a dollar richer, and there seems to be a present or two back under the tree.
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