In primary today Sam was given a little love note to write and put in his dads shoes as a surprise. "I even know what shoes he is wearing tomorrow!"
Sam was devastated when Josh got a hold of it and read it on the way out the door.
Just now, on a bike ride in the dark with Sam, I was praising his recent advancements in reading (it didn't come exactly natural to him). He beamed and bragged he even wrote a letter on his own today.
"Oh?" asks I.
"Yes. When dad found my surprise note, I wrote him another one and put it on his pillow."
"How sweet! What did it say?!"
I hate you.