His Mother’s Son

So, Jude made it abundantly clear today that he is my son.  First, Children’s Hospitals and Clinics had a form intended for 7-17 year olds to consent to use the results of their neuropsychological examination for research to determine the impact of cancer treatment on cognition, behavior, etc.  The form accompanied my consent form and explained that the treatment Jude has received may have negatively impacted his behavior and his ability to think and learn.  I didn’t want Jude to see that since I don’t think there is any point in him knowing that since it could just become an excuse to him.  So, I attempted to get his signature without him actually reading the form he was signing.  He refused to sign the form without reading it.  In the end, I modified the signature area to sign for him and indicated I was signing as his authorized representative.  So proud of my boy for not signing something without reading it.  Then, later tonight, I was helping Jude fill out a application for him to potentially attend a Christian school.  The form asked Jude whether he agreed to comply with all the rules of the school.  Instead of a Yes/No answer, Jude responded, “What are the rules?”  Love that kid!