Joseph just came down (7am) laid out a case for Skittles now (“Mom, can I please have one if those really small bags of Skittles from my Halloween candy?” (denied) then suggested I go “root around in the van for [his] chips (fell out of Halloween stash on the ride home) so [he] can have a little salty snack on the way to school” (denied). I asked if he would perhaps care for Cheerios, on which I could offer blueberries. (Rejected.) He said, “you know–I think I’m going to go hop back in bed and get a few more winks!” He turned on his heels and went back to bed.
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