Smooth Talker

Jonathan owns my heart. Okay all my children own my heart, they are utterly adorable in their own sweet special way. Jonathan has learned how to play me. Like a charm. It was as if he was born with this innate ability to know exactly what to say, when to say it and how to say it. The girls own me with their sweetness, their innocence and the special things we get to do together, cause we're all girls.(yep, still referring to myself as a girl).

Now Jonathan is a whole new world of knowing how to own Mommy. And is his Daddy proud. Example--We are all sitting at the dinner table when Destyni's friend Brooke shows up for a play date. The second she walks in Jonathan sits up in his chair, "Hi Brookie."

Desytni and Brooke are leaving to go and play outside and as Brooke walks by Jonathan looks at her, "Bye Sweets." I nearly choke on my dinner, but it doesn't end there!! He looks at Scott, nods his head and fist pumps him!!! SERIOUSLY!! What the hell!!??? I don't think Scott could have been any prouder.

I have been to the grocery store with Jonathan while he asks our cashier how their day is going, and listens while they tell him. As we leave he always tells them to have a good day. He also knows that his manners will get him on our good graces so he's a manners hog. He uses them every chance he gets.

As I am tucking him in last night for bed I look back to blow him a kiss before walking out his door. He's there, laying in his bed, all tucked in, with those beautiful blue eyes. He blinks once, and says. "Mom, you're gorgeous." This child is 4!!! And he knows more tricks than some grown ups!!

This child-he's some kind of wonderful!