A couple days ago I made steaks for dinner. Wm LOVES it when I get good steaks - he calls it "fancy meat." Wm is quite the carnivore. I was cutting off a piece for him and he goes, "I want it really pink." So I cut off, what I thought to be, a pretty rare piece for him. And he goes, "NO. Like RED." I asked, "really, dude - are you suuuuure?" Wm goes, "Yeah, I want it BLEEDING." (Epilogue: I gave him a piece that was like ten times rarer than I would ever eat and that kid took it DOWN. And demanded more.)
When Wm came home from school today, he wanted "challenges." So after challenges that included writing his numbers to 200 by fives, mixing colors I gave him to make purple, green, and pink, then writing a letter to daddy about his day, I moved on to exercise challenges (trying to wear the little sucker out). Wm ran 20 laps around the house, did 50 jumping jacks, 10 pushups, 10 situps, and as he went to break out the weights, I was like, "OK...LEGO CHALLENGE!" I figured that would keep him busy. I told him his challenge was to create a house like the one I grew up in out of Legos. I told him it was a brick house with a black roof. A half hour later, Wm emerged from his room with this. He can't be stopped.
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