1 year ago
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
I'm letting Hayden enjoy some play time out on the back patio when he comes walking in with a charcoal biscuit in each hand, "Messy, Mommy, messy."
I asked H what he wanted for dinner, he replied, "fruit snacks."
Hayden says he is "all done" with breakfast. So I look over and notice cereal on the floor. "Did you throw cereal on the floor?" I ask. "No" he replies. "Then why is there cereal on the floor?" And he replies, "Oooookay."
When waking Hayden from an already too long nap, said in an I-don't-want-to-wake-up voice, "Go again!"