Yes, I know I am constantly telling amusing stories about Nate lately, but the kid really is killing me. Yesterday, I tried to get Nate to take a shower. Unreasonable to expect a 6-year old to clean his smelly self on a regular basis, I know. So, he dutifully pouted all the way into the bathroom, repeatedly glancing at me to see if I would remove the punishment of water touching his skin, and I went back to whatever I was doing. 10-15 minutes later, Nate walks past me, wrapped in a towel. I said to him, "Hey! Did you get all showered so fast?" He grinned and nodded, drawing my attention to his completely dry head. I said, "Nate, why is your hair all dry?" At this point, I'm pretty sure I never heard the blow dryer, and a shower and a blow dryer would just be adding insult to injury. He looks at me with his big blue eyes and quite innocently says, "Oh! My hair just dried fast."
Right. I sent him back to the bathroom to really shower and not just stand around naked for the appropriate amount of time.
Then, today I was trying to get him to finish a very simple chore before going out to play. I asked him if it was done and he said yes. I looked at him quite skeptically and he put his palms up and said, "Trust me, mom!" (I then made him finish the chore before he left the house!)
Extra personality. That's it.
P.S. And this morning, when I went to get him out of bed for school, he sleepily said, "I didn't get up because I couldn't hear you calling me." I told him I hadn't been calling him, that I just came in to tell him to get up. His reply? "Well mom, I think I still can not hear you."