Shoe Teeth

This morning Gabe was getting so frustrated with trying to get his shoes on. So I tried to verbally talk him through it and this is what was said

Gabe: "Arrrrrrrg!!!!!!"

Me: "Son, calm down. You need to make sure the laces are untied and you need to lift the tongue up real high so you can slide your foot in underneath it."

Gabe: "Tongue?"

Me: "Yeah, that's what you call this." *points to shoe tongue*

Gabe: "Well, where are the teeth?"

My Little Gentleman

Today I took Gabe and Zoe to the church playground for lunch. I was watching Gabe and his sister play on the slides and then I saw something that really made me smile. Since I would usually expect Gabe to be PUSHING Zoe off the top of the slide or fighting over who gets the red swing and who gets the blue swing, this is a particularly special memory.

Gabe and Zoe arrived at the bottom of the slide ladder at the same time and Gabriel put out his arm, bowed and said, "Ladies first, Zoe." Then he made eye contact with me, gave me a big fat cheesy grin, and gave me a thumbs up. It made my day. I love that kid.