This is the cutest boy ever. He has such an easy going personality. If he gets hurt, he tries to shake it off and says something like, "Ah, I'm okay. Don't worry." He is the clown of the family. He isn't scared of anything (except scary stories that Ethan forces him to watch and then I usually find him in bed with me later on that evening). He is helpful. He rides his scooter for hours every day after school. He is such a great kid.
But if you push him too far...he might spit. And he did just that a few days ago at school. I guess the story goes something like this: Another boy was teasing him in the P.E. line at school. Tate couldn't take it anymore so he simply spit on him. The boy of course wasn't too happy about that so the teacher was summoned. Later Tate is sent home with a note explaining his inappropriate behavior.
Garth and I got a chuckle out of it.
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my dad used to have that bumper sticker...only it didn't say spit. and we lived in utah county. can you say embarrassing?
oh, and i went on my mission to barcelona, spain.
Count your blessings. At least Tate's not a biter.
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