Tonight during dinner I gently reminded Junior for the 50 millionth time to PLEASE stop talking with food in his mouth.
Without skipping a beat he opened his mouth, pulled out the wad of food and put it into his hand. He was that eager to finish his story.
Rule may need some refining.
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5 comments:
Gah. Glad you didn't take pictures.
Glad I have a cud
Better, slightly, than swallowing the wad whole and then choking. turbo has done the swallowing more than he can chew a time or two. It's fun, really!
That? Is awesome. Go Junior.
Reminds me of when my mom would tell me, as a young child, "you do that or go to your room!" and I'd go to my room every time.
I wish you could have SEEN me read this post... MAJOR laugh out loud!!! That is why I love kids SO MUCH. You just never know what will happen next!
Hey Katherine, I did the same I couldn't help it when I read this post, I laughed out loud! it was too hilarious because I felt identified with that particular situation since I had a similar experience at a Indian Pharmacy when I went to visit the children in India
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