Oh, Cody.

The other day, Cody brought home a paper from his little church class (they usually have something that they have colored, to keep them occupied).  On the front it said "I Can Be Obedient" and then it had some sort of Cody drawing that I couldn't decipher.  On the back was another similar picture and his teacher had written the following conversation:

"Cody, what things does your mom ask you to do?"
    
--"My mom tells me to do jobs and I hate jobs and I hide under my bunkbed."

"How do you feel when you don't obey your mom and don't do your jobs?
  
--"I feel good.  Really good"