Saturday night we were winding down for the evening. Weston had gone to the church for a priesthood meeting and I was getting ready to feed the boys and tidy up a bit before we sat down to eat. Earlier, Warren had loaded my desk chair with toys and pushed it into the kitchen.
E: Warren will you please put your toys away and push my chair back to my desk?
W: (whining)
E: We are just about ready to eat....come on....quick like a fox.
W: Oh mom. I can't carry all that stuff. There is too much.
E: Well, you seemed to be able to carry it just fine and put it all on the chair. Don't you think you can use the same two arms & legs to put it away?
W: I can't carry everything mom, I am NOT an octopus!
6 comments:
Haha!
Seriously Mom, what the heck are you thinking?
Thats great! HE is so darn cute! I love it!
How funny! I say the same thing to my boys whenever they start making ten demands at one time. That's right, Warren! We are NOT octopi, are we!
Isn't that just how it goes. They can make the mess just fine but cleaning it up is a different story. Crazy kids. :)
That was a quick come back!
Smart thinking on Warrens behalf.
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