Here's an example of why I should not argue with a newly 2 year old.
When I went in to get R out of his crib this morning:
R: Hi Mom, Munch (aka lunch)
Mom: Oh, you're hungry? Okay, let's go have breakfast.
R: No, Munch.
Mom: In the mornings we eat Breakfast.
R: (whining)nooooo, munch.
Mom: We eat lunch later. When we get out of bed we eat Breakfast.
R: (whining louder) NOOOOO, MUNCH!
Mom: Okay. What would you like for lunch.
R: Cereal.
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3 comments:
Love your garden. I agree with you, I can't wait until I'm eating a dinner of corn on the cob, tomatoes and cuks. Yummy! Happy B-Day Ririe! I just got Duncan's wedding announcement. Wow, I can't believe how much everyone grows up. Anyway, it's all good.
Haha! At least he speaks his mind right? :) My boys just say no when I suggest we eat. They hate having to sit at the table.
That is so funny! I shared it with a couple people. Hope you don't mind.
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