we go to breakfast with one of our three in-town grandchildren. Last week, first-born granddaughter Kayla went happily to I-Hop with us and then spent the afternoon at our house. Yesterday was Colton's turn. He does like to eat at I-Hop so that was our plan, with his approval of course. As we were leaving the church I looked back at this thoughtful little boy. I could see that the wheels were turning in his mind. We made eye contact and then he began:"You know a really good place to eat, Grandma?"
"No, Colton, where's a really good place to eat?"
"Wendy's, it's really good!"
"Really! I didn't know that. Why is it so good?"
"Well, they have this thing called a Frosty. Have you ever had a Frosty, Grandma?"
"Yes, I have Colton. You're right; they are very good! What if we go to I-Hop for breakfast and then swing by Wendy's for a Frosty?"
"Well, we could do that... or... we could just go to Wendy's then we wouldn't have to go to two places!"
"What a good idea Colton. Let's go to Wendy's."
And that, my friends, is how a six-year-old negotiator works his grandparents with complete courtesy and respect. Kudos to my children who have raised him to express his needs and desires without being abrasive!
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