Tuesday, May 4, 2010

You don't say?

I'm ironing in another room and hear the crumpling of plastic so I ask mini#2, "What are you doing?" He answers: "It appears to be my snack time." I walk in the kitchen and he's sitting on the counter with the Chewy Chips Ahoy box in his lap eating a cookie. WTH? It appears it's Self-Service-bypass-asking-your-parent's-permission-Day and I didn't get the memo! I'm beginning to think 5 is the new 2!


Preppy Mama said...

How funny! I think I might have to agree with you on 5 being the new 2...it appears every age we hit seems to be the new 2 in our home!

Pink Martini said...

Really, that is cute. :) xoxo

Freck said...

Haha! What a cutie patootie :)