As we took our kids on a walk/bike ride last night, Sean pointed to a “For Sale” sign in front of one of the houses on our street.
“The realtor in my networking group works for that guy,” he said, noting the realtor on the sign. “He’s really successful. He came to the group one day. He has a real presence about him. I mean, you notice him because of how big he is–maybe 6’4″, but it is more than that. He’s the kind of person that just draws everyone in as soon as he enters the room. That would be a great trait to have.”
We walk a few more seconds, then a small grin appeared on Sean’s face.
“Of course,” he admitted, “that probably wouldn’t work for me. I’d want the benefits of that kind of personality, but I wouldn’t want to actually have to deal with all of the people.”
Ahhh, yes. That’s my husband. A real people person, that one.
C~: Mommy, I want candy.
Me: You can have that candy as soon as you go pee-pee on the potty.
C~: (laughing) No, that’s ok. I not really want candy.
He walks away.
(I did get him to pee on the potty after his nap today. It seems he will only do it if I am not watching. I can sit encouraging him for fifteen minutes and he’ll wait for the 30 seconds I leave to do something else.)