This morning at about 9:15, Aaron came in while I was getting ready. This was our conversation:
Aaron : Mom can I have a Popsicle?
me: A Popsicle? You need to have breakfast first!
Aaron: But I already. (had breakfast)
me: You did! What did you eat? (knowing we're out of milk, and a bit curious...)
me: Really? But Aaron, are you suppose to use knives?
me: Well then how did you cut the cheese?
Aaron: With my hand. (As he shows me by holding his hand like it's a knife.)
Me: Oh really....
Here's what I found in the kitchen...
What a stinker.