The Age of Enlightenment

Now that Max is 7 (pictures sure to come in November :), he is displaying some great wisdom. The other day we were speaking of one of his friends, we’ll call him John.* We don’t see John as much as we used to, but still make an effort to play with him several times a year. Max said, “Wanna know why John isn’t my best friend anymore?” I said, “Why? Is it because we haven’t seen him in awhile?” He said, “No, it’s because he doesn’t obey his mommy. I don’t like friends that don’t obey their mommy. I don’t like fussing!” *This name has been changed to protect the original disobedient kid.