Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Taking Responsibility, Part II

Tonight at dinner, my four year old accidentally knocked over his cup of milk. As I was scrambling to clean up the mess, which was all over the chairs, table, carpet and hardwood, I mentioned that he was forgetting to say something.

"I'm sorry, " he said.

Then he continued, quite seriously.

"But I didn't do it. My arm did!"

1 comment:

Shannon Popkin said...

My arms are always getting me in trouble, too! I wanted to pay the bills, but my arms were busy feeding my mouth. I wanted to clean the tub, but my arms were on Facebook... etc. But I'm realizing in my old age that my arms are connected to my heart. And when my arms don't want to take responsibility, my heart's to blame.

Thanks for the great illustration today!