Me, to Jon: “You know what’s CRAZY? I gave Echo a candy and he spit it out on the floor and I had to throw it away!” Jon: “You know what else is CRAZY? I got it out of the trash and ate it!”

Jon is a wonderfully optimistic child. His favorite phrase is ‘At least…‘. Whatever terrible thing might happen, he tries to find something positive. Before I started taking my medicine, back when I cried at the drop of a hat, he would often say ‘At least you are still beautiful!’ whenever I started with the tears. How sweet is that?!

When we took Mia to the dentist yesterday, he stood by her leg when she was getting her teeth cleaned. ‘At least you aren’t getting a shot!’

When she was getting her shots, he said, ‘At least they aren’t pulling your teeth out!’

When they started pulling her teeth out, he looked pained. After the first one came out, he said, ‘At least you aren’t dead!’

When they were done, the dentist and his assistant left the room. Mia wasn’t moving. Jon looked at her and said, ‘At least….. Mom, she IS dead!’

Of course, that made her laugh. He sighed with relief, ‘Never mind. At least she ISN’T dead.’