I came home from my pedicure at a friend's house tonight. The boys were sitting on the couch watching Scooby Doo, and I swear Caleb had his hand in his pants. Regardless our conversation went something like this:
Me: "Did you make mommy supper?"
Caleb: "Not yet."
Me: "But I'm hungry!" (Very politely of course!)
Caleb: "Then go make it yourself."
Apparently he's not going to be interrupted! (I'm sure he's heard me say that a time or two!)
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