Apparently kids learn the art of sucking up early. Or at least some do.
My two older kids are testing me at every turn. Sometimes I think they're the devil's spawn. OK, that may be harsh, but you get my drift.
My five-year-old is an angel, for the most part. She's my easy child. I think she's figured out how to use that to her advantage. Whenever the older kids act up, I've noticed she'll lean in close and say, "Mommy, I love you!" Coincidence?
A couple of days ago, Campbell and Caiden got in trouble for something and were sent to their rooms. As they were on their way upstairs, Carys walks over to my husband, who was folding laundry (yes, he's awesome), and asks to help fold clothes!
Seriously? Where was the audience, 'cause she was putting on a show?!