He Loves to Share

We had a knock at the door tonight, and the census guy came to have us fill out a questionnaire, so he came in for a few minutes. As soon as he walked in the door, Ben told him we were having meatballs for supper. Then he shared that the Corn Pops were gone, which we finished yesterday morning. I'm not sure if that was traumatizing or what, but apparently it was important enough to share with this stranger. So Jon and the guy sat down at the table to go over these papers, and Ben gets up on the table (which he knows he's not supposed to do), sits down, and starts showing this guy all of the owies on his legs. And he keeps talking as Jon answers questions. I was trying to get supper ready, so I didn't hear everything, but he had plenty to tell the guy. When I took the boys in the kitchen to start them on supper, Ben cried because he wanted to be out by this guy. What a funny kid. He's definitely not shy.