Conversations

My mom asks Avery, "What is your mom going to be for Halloween?"
She thinks a bit and quips, " A cooker, cuz that's real scary."

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I bring out the medicine and Avery starts sniffling like crazy. Like to the point that I am sure she's having trouble breathing.
I realize she has seen the medicine bottle.
I say, "Avery, stop that or you'll hyperventilate."
She sniffles away.
I say, " You just want me to think you're very sick so I'll give you some of Bubba's medicine."
She just chuckles and grins this impossibly cute grin.
"Aww... Ya caught me...," and away she goes.

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J: "I'm the smartest one in my class, " he says as we drive away from the school parking lot.
Me: "You are pretty smart, but there's no way to know who the smartest one really is. God gave each of us very different gifts and some days you're the one with the answers and other days, someone else seems to know them all."
J: "Nahhh... I'm the smartest."

Confidence is good. But this? Well, I fear we have created a monster...