My brother texted me tonight. This encouraged me to call my other brother. Because calling is much easier than texting. Especially when I have a little one that hates when I'm on the phone.
He was eating his grilled cheese when I stood in the kitchen talking. The conversation went longer than expected. Because I discovered THIS when we hung up.
He ate ALL his dinner and ran upstairs to finish where he left off this morning.
I don't always win.
Can't argue with a proud Picasso though.
He's pant-less because we are amidst potty training. He wasn't in the mood for underwear and diapers are NOT an option until bedtime.
(I pick my battles)
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