My son Bode is thoughtful, kind and beloved by everyone. I can count on one hand how many tantrums he’s ever thrown, and he prides himself on being responsible.
How many 5-year-olds do you know like that?
He is also analogous to an 8-ton pachyderm.
Case in point: We recently encountered another boy at the park whose constant barrage of insults quickly wore on me, but Bode continued playing with him. At one point, the kid demanded, “You need to watch my shark!” and without waiting for consent, he flitted off.
Bode simply placed the shark on a ledge and carefully cupped his hands over it.
When it appeared the kid wasn’t coming back from playing anytime soon, I told Bode, “You don’t need to do that, you know.”
Bode didn’t KEEP READING AT DENVERPOST.COM
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