Last night I had my son in tears as I was putting him to bed.  He was angry and disappointed in me, and was calling me out on how I had let him down.

Apparently the night before I had promised him a mocking bird.  As well as a diamond ring, a looking glass, a dog that barks plus a variety of other items.
He was mostly hung up about the mocking bird though.

He said I shouldn’t make promises I don’t keep, and even though he isn’t sure what a mocking bird is, he is pretty sure he would like one.

As he said, he likes chickens. . .  so he would like a mocking bird too.

He continued to school me and told me, if you just get it like you promised, it could live in the coop.

I rubbed his back as he let the tears come, and I felt pretty terribly for disappointing him.  I suggested I sing a little to help him fall asleep.

He said that was a nice idea.

But not to promise him another mocking bird please.