"Sam, I'm sorry but that's just the way it it. You have to sit in a car seat 'til you're ten. Well, maybe not ten, but eight. Even when you're big like me, you have to sit in a seat. 'xept then you can sit in a booster. We have to so we're safe and that's the rule. See? Sorry, but life's hard and that's just the way it is."
When I was growing up and upset about a bad hair day or something equally catastrophic, my dad would tell me, "Life's hard and then you die." Obviously, we like to break it to 'em young around these parts.
Despite the cold, hard facts of life, my days are pretty fun with these two around. Busy, because they are both quite the busy little bees- but fun. One morning Sam and I were eating our breakfast at the table when Claire decided to put on a performance for the two of us. I loved it. (By the way, Mr. Sam was an excellent audience. This kid must know he has a lot of years of dance recitals ahead!)