Thursday, May 21, 2009

Who's your best friend?

A little while back I got the best compliment I've ever received.

Or so I thought.

A few months ago or so, Scott announces, "Dad, you're my best friend!". As you may have picked up, in our house, Scott tends to be the sweet emotional kid. He wears his heart on his sleeve so this wasn't jaw dropping but I still felt like a million bucks. I mean really, how many dad's top the list of people their son would like to be around? Especially one that reminds him EVERY SINGLE NIGHT he has to eat BOTH tablespoons of dinner Mom made BEFORE he can have ice cream? I was feeling pretty good about myself

Fast forward a bit. Scott is missing Grandma and Grandpa who visited recently so we decide to give them a call. Scott's not the biggest phone talker but he does manage to eek out "Grandpa, you're my best friend EVER."
Suddenly, I'm feeling more like 100K. That's ok. So there is someone out there who is Scott's favorite person regardless of which social circle we are talking about. This is Grampa we're talking about after all. He's not the one forcing a spoonful of unpalatable spaghetti on the kid.

Fast forward a bit more. We are at church. Scott sees one of his friends from nursery. "Look, it's my BROTHER Anden!

Well, at least I'm on the guest list. I suppose that's the best a dad at this age can ask for. But if Scott thinks he's getting out of eating that half a hot dog he's got another thing coming.

3 comments:

Michelle Walkenhorst said...

I loved how a random kid at the McDonald's playzone was suddenly Kai's BEST friend.

Kids just have a lot of love to give, so they give it to everyone. Wouldn't it be nice if we could hold on to that as we become adults?

Bart said...

Yeah, "best" loses its qualifying power when bestowed so generously. That said, at least you're on the "friend" side of the equation. It could be worse. :)

m said...

anden is his brother. sorta.