Anyway, this morning I was trying to hurry and I was
The boys were in the living room, slowly finishing up. All of the sudden, Fearless started wailing about his socks being "too tickly" and that he couldn't wear them. T-Man was blessedly finished getting dressed, so I asked him to help Fearless while I finished the lunches. From the kitchen, I overheard this conversation:
T-Man: Here, put on your socks.
Fearless: (sobbing) It's tooooo TICKLY!!
T-Man: (patiently) Okay, which foot is your brave foot?
Fearless: (stops crying) Um, this one.
T-Man: Well, it's not being very brave right now. It needs to wear the sock.
And then, silence--no crying, no whining, no complaining...just silence. During which time, T-Man helped Fearless put on both socks, then the shoes, and even tied the laces for him.
Sure wish I had thought of that.