Survey Says...

Recently I posted a blog about how I think because of his crazy humor, that I am raising the future of comedy in this child: However, I must tell you that after the past few weeks, Wes and I think we may in fact be raising someone else. Just a couple quick stories of explanation first: The other day I went to the grocery store with my boys and Kindle while Sol was at school. After I checked out, and was paying, Ender ran around to the cashier threw his arms around her and gave her a big hug proclaiming: "Thanks for doing our groceries! You are the best!" Now this nice lady bent down to hug him back thinking he was just adorable. What she did not expect was when she leaned down, it got her face low enough for him to lay a wet one right on her lips. That's right folks, he kissed the checker. So, then we go out to the van and a nice teenaged male bagger helped me out. Ender was by now in the lovely car cart. So, when the bagger finished putting the groceries in the back, I was about to pull Ender out and he threw his arms around the bagger that was right there and said "Thanks for doing our groceries! It's just too hard for my mom to do alone!" And yes, once again kisses the bagger. He, being young and of excellent reflexes was able to dodge a bit and received his kiss on the cheek. He looked mortified.

After this fun experience, we had a big conversation about strangers and personal space. I thought this conversation went well, a lot of dialogue occurred followed by a rousing Q & A, after which I was pretty sure he understood and we were free of the stranger kissing...

WRONG...

So, we go to the baseball game, and there is this probably 50ish-years-old woman, her husband and their daughter sitting nearest to us (2 rows up and over a few seats.) These people were completely amused and entertained by Ender. He was quite encouraged by the response he got from them every time he loudly tried to start a new cheer or trash talk the other team, or yell that he was hungry, or yell "It stinks out here because I have been farting a lot. Maybe it's time to take me to the potty again dad." Yes, they loved his craziness. They had to leave the game early, and this was the conversation:

Lady to Ender "Well, we have to leave, but thanks for sitting near us and talking to us, we loved sitting by you."
Ender: "You don't have to go!"
Lady: "We do, He (her husband) has to work early in the morning."
Ender: "My dad works EVERYDAY early, but we are staying!"
Lady, laughing: "Well, he (her husband) is much older and needs his sleep."
Ender, runs over to her and hugs her and kisses her: "Please don't go!"
Me, mortified: "Ender, remember, personal space."
Lady, laughing harder, to husband who has already stood up and started to go: "Did you see that?" (then to Ender) "Be careful-I think you'll make him jealous."
Ender: "I don't care if he's jealous, it's all his fault you have to go." Kisses her again.
I make him come over to me as the lady and her daughter are leaving and laughing hysterically and telling Wes and I how much they loved sitting near us and our cute kids.

So, you ask, who does this mean we are raising? Him:

For those that are my age or younger, and do not watch Game Show Network, this is Richard Dawson, former host of Family Feud, frequent guest on Match Game, and notorious for kissing everyone...

So, I figure at this point, I am either raising him or Mickey...