My 3 yo came to me and said his tummy was hungry. The way he said it was so cute, so I replied, "May I make you some oatmeal?"
"Sure!" he replied.
And then he said, "Mom, I let you do lots of things."
Bwwaaahhhaahaaaa!!!
Then my 7 yo appears at the table.
He says, "What kind of oatmeal is this? It looks pink."
To which I replied, "It's Strawberry."
"This is not the kind I ordered!"
"WHAT?"
"This is not the kind I ordered. I ordered Maple Brown Sugar." Thankfully, he did not say any of this in a hateful way, but still.....we're gonna have a little conversation.
And on a completely unrelated note, as soon as breakfast was finished, my 3 yo looked at me with the most serious face and said, "I'm officially assuming I cannot watch a mean movie."
Right on, buddy. That's the first logical thing anyone has said this morning.
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