Wednesday, November 29, 2006

It Went Something Like This...

Setting the Stage
Half an hour before this exchange he had bitten his sister's finger. After much yelling (on my part), crying (on his part) he was eating dinner and trying to negotiate dessert:

Max
"Mom, I really, really like treats."

Me
"Yes, but you don't get treats for biting."

Max
"Oh...I didn't know that."

2 comments:

  1. He'd already had his dessert Hops and Barley pie!
    Moffs

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