Home Sweet Horn

Last night I was at home for a while w/just Memo and Julianna.  I put J down so that I could get Memo up from nap, really focus on him for a little bit, etc.  But of course duty called, so I sat down to nurse J.  That was just too much opportunity for a smart boy like Memo.  The chocolate birthday cake was calling and there was no one to stop him.

“Memo, come out of the kitchen.”  “No.”  (in the sweetest voice)

“Memo, don’t touch the cake.” “No.”

“Memo, please don’t touch the cake.” “No.”

“Memo, if you keep eating that cake, you are going to get a time out when Papi gets home.  Please come out of the kitchen.”  “No.”