Gavin is our ham. Gavin is also our sass. He cracks me up. Which is great, because it could easily aggravate me (and does often enough). I am learning to roll with it and find the beautiful humor that is his sassiness... because it is quite silly and cute.
Here is an example from yesterday- I was on the computer either reading an article or looking at a recipe and Gavin comes up to me to tell (not ask- that's not his style) me to get off the computer.
Me- No, I am using this right now.
Gav- You are a crazy woman.
Me- (trying not to laugh too much) I'm crazy??
Gav- Yes you are. Do I need to close this (said in his best mothering voice)?
Oy. He is going to be such an interesting kid when he gets older. Mr. Know-It-All. Mr. Bossy Pants. Mr. SASS
