George has been waking up multiple times in the middle of the night lately. I'm sure you can imagine how annoying this is. A few nights ago, he wanted to carry on a full conversation sometime around 4:30 am. One early morning, he crawled in bed with us and kept touching my face. Last night, I was starving at 12:30 am, so I got myself a bowl of cereal. We were in the living room when George walked out.
G: Whatcha eatin', Mommy?
ME: (offering him a bite) Want some?
G: (thinks for a second) Babies eat Cheerios, Mommy!
As if even the suggestion that he eat Cheerios was beneath him. We had a good laugh and then sent him back to bed.
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