Sunday, January 10, 2010
Grapes of Wrath
Lately Merrick has been doing so much better with listening, in general, and not deliberately doing everything I say not to do. I think it's been throwing me off my guard. I'm losing my edge in the battle of the terrible twos. The other day Billy pointed out that all our wrapped gifts had conveniently had their bows removed. Hmmm. Wonder how that happened.
He has also started helping himself to thing in the fridge when I'm not looking. This is not allowed. Especially when it leads to not eating your lunch later. He's become quite the picky eater...today at lunch he refused to eat his PB&J, but begged my younger sister to give him a bite of the raw eggs she was stirring. I'm pretty sure salmonella is not on the list of things I want to do this coming New Year. Usually when he raids the fridge its for things like string cheese, that he can't unwrap himself. So he has to rat himself out, and bring it to me to get it unwrapped. As my mom always used to tell me...be sure your sins will find you out. ;) I guess that applies even if it is the sin of snatching string cheese.
As you can see...this morning he was in the mood for grapes. I'm just glad that he didn't decide to help himself to the gallon of milk.
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