I swear.. This kid could survive on on his three favorite foods and never feel like he was missing anything. Hotdogs, cheese, and strawberries.
He asked me for a slice of cheese. So I cut him a piece and then I don't recall what happened, but I was called away from the kitchen before I could put the cheese away.
So Aaron went to town with the knife and everything.. I know.. I count my lucky stars he didn't hurt himself. Shame on me for leaving the knife out. But, for heavens sake, look at the cheese!
What confused me after sending him to time out was where all the cheese went. I expected to find a bowl or cup full of all the cheese he had cut off the block, but all I could find were some little crumbs on the floor.
I asked Noah about the missing cheese, after all, he was the one who reported to me, "Mom, there's a huge cheese mess in the kitchen."
So about the cheese, Noah says, "Oh Aaron ate it."
"He ate all that Cheese!?"
Great. Well, I guess if Aaron has problems in the bathroom it will be like a second punishment.