Yesterday we were at a mall and letting Caleb play at the play area. A woman came up to Shane and asked if his son was the one in gray. Uh oh, we both thought. Did Caleb push her kid? But no, she explained that Caleb was so polite that she had to come over and tell us! She was in his way, so he said “Can you move, please?” And then he accidently bumped into her son and said “I’m sorry, excuse me.”
I was so happy that I started tearing up. Maybe it was the hormones, but I was so happy that she was impressed with him and not annoyed. It was one of those rare moments that made me think that maybe we’re doing a good job of raising him.