Last weekend, J took H to the office with him. As they were leaving J was encouraging H and said "Big Bad H." H was not impressed, "I not bad H, I'm good." I tell H every night as I leave his room, "You're a good boy, H."-- even if I'm not feeling it ;), I'm glad its sinking in. J has retold the story several times and H just grins and grins.
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