Dinosaurs & Kids

I was picking up my kids from daycare one day. That particular day they were talking about dinosaurs. So, their project was to make "dinosaur eggs", which consisted of putting small plastic dinosaur toy into a balloon, blowing up the balloon, ergo, having a "dinosaur egg".

Now, working at a major international airport, by the end of my day, my patience is thin. Twin toddlers are pretty wound up after a day of dinosaurs too. Merging my mood, with their day, needless to say, made the ride home a little hectic. Both boys were pretty tired, but one was able to stay awake, while the other one passed out in his car seat.

The one that stayed awake continues to play with his "dinosaur egg", until I warn him 30 times to take it easy, because if he doesn't, it will end up on the floor or in the hatchback, and he won't be able to play with it. Of course, being 3 and a half, he won't listen. It flies into the hatchback.

Next thing you know, he decides he'll play with his twin brother's "egg". I warn him, "Do NOT play with your brother's egg, if you pop it he'll be SOOOO upset. Put it back in his lap until we get home". (We're talking twins here, there's no reasoning). So he bounces it around, I'm warning him the whole ride home, and he doesn't listen. Next, POP! The balloon breaks, my one son is terrified, my other son is still soundlessly asleep in his car seat.

In the next moment, I realize that my one son will be a politician when he grows up, because he immediately puts a brilliant spin on what happens:

Boy 1: Hey,....wake up....I have a surprise for you!

Boy 1: Really...wake up...now! Surprise!...wake up!

Boy 2: What?....what Do'wah....hmmm....

Boy 1: The surprise? Guess what? Your dinosaur egg...it HATCHED!

Boy 2: Wow! That's so cool! Can I play with him now?

Boy 1: Yeah...

Like I said, the boy put a spin on what would've been a major fight between two brothers. He's gonna be a congressman, I know it.