Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Making it Count

Yesterday we went back to the lake to feed the ducks.  My mom is on vacation this week, and I wanted to do this activity with her and the boys so she could see the pure joy on William's face as he heaved scraps of bread at the begging fowl.

As we neared the bottom of the bag of bread, I said, "This is the last handful, William.  Make this one count."

And he did.

He clutched the bread in his fists as he stood at the water's edge.


I couldn't figure out why he was doing this at first, until I realized I had told him to make it count.

He screamed as he released the last of the crumbs into the water, pelting a duck on the head. 

Make it count?  Did he ever.

1 comment:

  1. I think you mention testosterone somewhere in your blog : > )