A couple of weeks ago, my husband called to say they hadn’t needed all of the pizza they’d ordered for the college students and I didn’t need to make supper! My children were happily eating pizza in the kitchen and I went to the living room to take care of something.
Upon my return, I discovered my 4 year old son had placed 7 pieces of pizza on his plate! I said in a very calm voice, “What in the world do you think you’re doing, mister?” He looked at me very seriously and said, “I touched all of these, Mom.”
I’ve been chuckling about this for weeks. He cracks me up.
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