Owen has suddenly arrived at the age where he has an opinion that can no longer be swayed easily. Before today if he pointed to the chips in the pantry and indicated he wanted them for breakfast I would get out a bowl and pour cereal in it and serve it to him and he would not complain.
Well, he'll have none of that anymore. Here he is with his cereal (not chips).
Tragic little face, isn't it?
1 comment:
That is a fit?!? You lucky duck. Claire's cereal would be on the floor before I could grab my camera bag.
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