Okay, so we're all agreed that I'm not truly a candidate for mother of the year, right? Right. So on to my story.
I was on the computer yesterday and Izzy crawled underneath and pulled out the mouse cord. He does this ALL THE TIME. It's annoying. I say to him, "If you pull out that cord again, I'm going to pull off all of your fingers and eat them." Why yes, I am thinking of starting a parenting advice column.
He stands up and looks at me very seriously, then says, "No, you not pull them off because they have bones. See?," he says while tugging at his fingers, "They have bones."
"Well, then," I say, "I'll break them off instead."
He looks very concerned. "No," he says, "No break off my fingers! I need them to eat!"
In this family, our stomachs reign supreme.