Quarter-pint has had quite the end of summer. He's hit lots of milestones, including potty training and speaking more and more clearly, among others. When preschool began nearly two months ago, he was reluctant to actually go potty at preschool, so we set up a bribe...he gets an Oreo if he actually has success in the potty at school. Silly kid was willing to sit on the potty, but do nothing, and then have an accident later. He loves Oreos, so this particular bribe actually worked for him (most, do not). He has taken it a step farther and now asks for Oreos anytime he has potty success.
Today I came up from the basement to find the Oreo packaging on the kitchen floor, and the plastic tray of cookies--along with Quarter-pint--suspisciously missing. I tracked him down in the office, watching Half-pint play computer games.
It was obvious that the boys (mostly Quarter-pint) had been generously helping themselves to the chocolate cookies. When I asked Quarter-pint if it was okay to eat in the office (it is not), he just smiled a sweet chocolate smile and said:
"It's okay Momma. It's okay to eat yoreos in the office." (I LOVE how he says Oreos!!!)
"How many have you had?"
"Seven. Me eat seven. It's okay."
"How many did your brother eat?"
"He eat two; me eat seven yoreos. It's okay, Momma!"
2 comments:
He is so stinkin cute! I love the picture!
He looks like he has a mustache and goatee! what a cutie.
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