Nate came home from pre-school today with a backpack full of all sorts of things...including Christmas projects that he'd made in school. This afternoon he called up to me while I was on hold with Honda: "Mom, can I eat the cookie I made in school?" I didn't remember any cookie, but I said: "Sure!"
Not even a minute later he came upstairs spitting and sputtering. "I didn't like my cookie, Mom." And what had he eaten? The gingerbread ornament he'd made last week, complete with glitter and sequins. Nice.
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2 comments:
Hahaha, gotta love it.
lol! yuck!
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