Wesley and I shared dessert a couple of days ago. I got us each three Oreo cookies and then we split a glass of milk with a wide opening perfect for dipping. He crammed the first cookie into his mouth and then watched me like I was a mad man as I dipped my first Oreo into the milk and then ate it. Of course he followed suit. Then I showed him the twist, which he thought was the best thing ever. On his third cookie he almost shoved it in his mouth, but stopped. Carefully twisted it apart, ate out the cream. Thought for a minute and then put the pieces back together and dunked them in the milk. He very carefully copied me exactly.
I hope I never forget that. He sees everything, hears everything, and wants to emulate everything we do. He’ll copy my generosity, my honesty, my deceit and my anger. I need to be more aware and live my life the way I want him to live his.
