While visiting my mom, Will found a box of Jelly Bellies — those jelly beans with all the distinct flavors. So, he puts them all in matched sets and gives me the ones that don't have matches to eat.
Twenty minutes later he says, "Grandma Clary, you know what? When Mommy eats, that's when the baby eats."
"That's right," she answered.
"Well, Mommy ate candy so now the baby is unhealthy."
Wow. The pressure. I'd better not tell Will about all the times I put him on the changing table and didn't buckle him in.
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Boy, You cannot get anything past that boy!! :)
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