I've noted several signs tonight that my 2 1/2 year old is a liberal.
As I was kneeling down hammering, working on laying a new floor, she jumped on my back hindering me from being productive and just adding extra weight.
I asked her what she was doing? Smiling, she told me she was saving me!
At dinner, my wife told her that she would have to eat her carrots before getting a brownie. Without missing a beat, she re-named her biscuit and jelly "a carrot", and began singing, "I'm eating a carrot!, I'm eating a carrot!"
I told my wife I was concerned...
As I was kneeling down hammering, working on laying a new floor, she jumped on my back hindering me from being productive and just adding extra weight.
I asked her what she was doing? Smiling, she told me she was saving me!
At dinner, my wife told her that she would have to eat her carrots before getting a brownie. Without missing a beat, she re-named her biscuit and jelly "a carrot", and began singing, "I'm eating a carrot!, I'm eating a carrot!"
I told my wife I was concerned...