It was only a couple weeks ago that I was talking about my reforming shy boy. Yesterday I was pleasantly surprised by him. We had to take The Boy to the Orthodontist for a consultation and I had to take all four kids with me. I was a little nervous, but they were remarkably well behaved. Superboy surprised me by keeping the littles occupied in the waiting room by reading stories to them. He is turning into a pretty wonderful young man.
Anyhoo, we all had to go into the ortho's office and they all sat quite nicely. When the Dr. came in, he talked to each of my children, reached his hand out and shook their hands and said hello. Even my little Monkey boy, my shy boy, looked up at the Dr., shook his hand, said hello and introduced himself. Yay! He can be polite!
The doctor and his assistant both seemed quite enamored with my crew of apparently amazing children. He even got into a biblical history discussion with The Boy about the origins of Monkey boy's name.
Of course, as my husband pointed out to me later, it was in the doc's best interests to be very friendly with me and my brood. He could probably see the dollar signs dancing above their heads. "Now let's see, $7 grand, multiplied by 5 children, plus inflation, equals... cha-CHING!"