Pride Will Come Before the Fall

Daniel's school conferences were this afternoon.  As his mother, I would be remiss to not mention that statements like "greatly improved," "so polite, " and "star pupil" were tossed around by his first grade and reading teachers.  I walked home with a little spring in my step, eager to tell Daniel how proud we all are of his progress.  He had a very rough start to first grade and he really has made huge leaps in his confidence as a learner and his ability to make mistakes and move on, instead of falling to pieces. 

At dinner we again doted on Daniel and his accomplishments.  Not wanting to build resentment, we turned the conversation to Addie and how we love how she turns even mundane conversation into a musical.  This led to some pretty spazzy singing and falling on the floor in hysterical laughter.

Daniel then announced over the hub-bub, "HEY! HEY!  I have to tell you something that everybody NEEDS to know!"
"NEVER do THIS." And he flipped us the bird.

Steve and I were in tears.  Once we were able to compose ourselves we asked where he learned such a gesture and explained what it means (in loose terms) and why, indeed, we should never use it.  Turns out the boy who sits next to Daniel has been tutoring him in Profanity 101.  Kahlil, you are in my prayers, you little @#$*.