Normally I would put this "Beck-ism" in the sidebar, but I just couldn't hide it over there without sharing it here, first.
Beck was having the hardest time waiting for church to be over this morning. He knew he was having Jack-in-the-Box for lunch and it couldn't come soon enough. But he was also trying to be very good. He looked at my watch every few seconds and bounced around in the seat a bit. Then he leaned over and whispered to me in his sweet little voice, "Mom, can you teach me how to be patient? Right now?"