I asked Zach on Sunday if he was good in his Primary class. He said, "No." But he followed that up by qualifying it with, "But at least I told the truth, Mom."
Today they went to their friends house to play this afternoon. When they came back I asked Raef if he played with his friend a lot. He told me no. I asked him why and he said that his friend was hitting the wall with a hammer and he didn't want to do that, so he went inside instead. I was so proud of him for making a good choice.
Aren't my boys wonderful?