Confession

I clearly heard little man speaking to me this morning, and you want to guess what he was saying?

"Hey, Mom, you know what you should have for breakfast?  Some of that leftover pasta salad from yesterday's picnic.  And you know what?  You're working so hard, carrying me and looking after my big sisters, you should eat it straight from the Pyrex.  You deserve it."

So I said, "Okay.  Thanks!"

Now I just have to figure out if he said he needs Starbucks now... or later.