We must be doing something right, right?

Tonight at dinner Charley told me that his friend wanted him to have some gum but he told her "No, because my mama doesn't want me to have that yet." And I asked, "So did you have some?" and he said No. Could I be more proud....not that he can't have gum...it is probably time to have him try that. But because when offered something that he wasn't sure of he said no...if only he could do that in the future when he is offered something far far far more unknown and dangerous.

We must be doing something right, right?