Thursday, January 29, 2015

a younger, smarter, faster me

I had to write this one down before I forget it. Back story: Winston asked for candy for breakfast this morning. I told him I'd make breakfast first and then he could have a treat later.

M: Winston, your crepe is ready.
W: I didn't want chocolate in mine.
M: Oh, I'm sorry. I put a few chocolate chips in it. Well, try it and if you don't like it, I'll make you a plain one.
W: (After gobbling it all down and tip-toeing towards the pantry....) My crepe only had a tiny bit of chocolate.
M: Aha, now I'm tracking. You didn't want chocolate in yours so you could have a treat after?
W: Yes.
M: You're always one step ahead of me, aren't you?
M: No. I two steps ahead of you.

This kid is 3, people.