
The other morning Brian left early for a meeting with his major professor. I stayed in bed until I heard James wake up, then I got up, got James out of his crib, and proceeded to the kitchen. Andrew was already awake and seemed quite content and active. I thought maybe he had benefited greatly from a full night's sleep and I proceeded with breakfast preparations. As I set James up at the table and moved towards the coffee pot I stopped in my tracks. There, on the counter in the approximate place I had put it the night before, was a store-bought Italian Creme Cake our dinner guests had brought with them. We had eaten about half the cake. What caught my attention was the small hollow carved out in the center- just where I would eat if I was three and could open the cake and EAT IT FOR BREAKFAST.
A couple of weeks ago we were in a large clothing store and Andrew lost sight of me. I heard him ask a complete stranger, "Do you know where my mommy is?"
She said, "What does your mommy look like?"
He said, "She has a shirt on..."
At that point I poked my head around the corner and made myself known. Here I am, very noticeable in public, you know, the female who is fully clothed.
Everyday when Brian goes to work Andrew races to the door to tell him, "Watch out for the train tracks! And Thomas!" Everyday. It's really funny when Brian tries to say it quickly before Andrew finishes.

5 comments:
Aw, Mom, a little cake for breakfast never hurt anybody!! He is too cute!!
I love this story. Pretty soon, Andrew will be crafty enough to attempt to cover his tracks when he does stuff like that. But that's what your Mother's intuition is for.
I'll never forget the morning I poured orange juice on my sister's head. She dared me. I fulfilled the dare.
Too cute. I bet he was pretty lively that morning!
Maybe I can teach him how to move Stealth so he avoids getting caught like I did at age 5 - remember when I told Mom I had eaten all my Broccoli so I could get dessert, only for her to discover that I had dumped it in the very top of the trashcan where it was clearly visible! Ha ha
aw amy, your kids are so adorable.
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