Davis wakes up between 6:30 and 7 every morning. He goes to the living room and turns on cartoons while the rest of the house gets another 30 minutes or so of sleep. I walk into the living room this morning as he's swallowing something...
Me: "What did you just eat?"
Him: "A cookie."
Me: "What?!? Davis, you can't eat cookies for breakfast. Don't ever do that again. You don't ever get cookies without asking first. How many did you eat?"
Him (with his 15 year old 'tude): "Ugh. I can't remember."
He ate 5 chocolate chip cookies this morning. I counted. Thank God it's a school day.
Happy Monday, everyone!
2 comments:
Sounds like you need to lock the cabinets!
Haha. I screen shotted this to Evan and he said, "whatta move. "
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