Excuse the pile of dirty clothes he is sitting in and the un-made bed, I was just getting to it…
Nash running into my room yesterday morning all smiles. 'Hey Nash, what is so funny?'
Something stuffed in his mouth, 'I didn't get any candy mom!'
Thank goodness since it is hidden on the top of the fridge, only a matter of time. 'What is in your mouth?'
Pulls his hands from behind his back, 'PIZZA!'
8:00am seems a little early for leftover pizza for an almost 3 year old. But so does oatmeal, eggs, blueberries and milk which is what he already ate for breakfast. What is he gonna eat when he is 12?