Belated NMM

(did not...read: might have, probably...most certainly did. "Not me"...read: ok, so it was.)

My son is at such a wonderful age. How can I say two and a half is wonderful? Easy! This is the age where he is smart enough to communicate what he wants/doesn't, likes/dislikes, etc. But he's not quite at the age to understand how everything in life 'works'. Therefore I am capitalizing on this small window of time, where I can get away with A LOT of things. This belated NMM post is dedicated to the amazing trickery that a Mother can pull off. You would think I trained to be a magician or something.

*When Daddy is dutifully reading the child his bedtime story, and the child whines for more Apple juice in his "Nummies" (aka Sippy cup), I do not say "Ok!", grab the Nummies and walk out of the room and around the corner. I do not silently count to ten and then walk back in the room and say "Here you go, more Apple juice". Of course, the child does not think that I went all the way downstairs, poured in more Apple juice and brought it back to him. Magical I tell you! Nope, NOT ME!

*When the child is eating his wonderful home grown oatmeal for breakfast, and asks for more Maple Syrup... (even tho I already added plenty)... I do not go to the fridge, grab the Maple Syrup, and pretend to pour (with sound effects of course) more into his oatmeal. The child definitely thinks that I just added tons more syrup, even tho the cap never came off. Of course, it tastes WAY better now with all that magical Maple Syrup! Nope, NOT ME!

*When I tell the child to have one more bite, I do not keep saying, "Ok good! Now just one more bite!" repeatedly until all of his food is gone. How does he really know what "One more" is? Nope, NOT ME!

*I definitely do not feed my child McDonald's and he most definitely does not love the kids Chicken Nugget meal. Lately they have been giving out these ridiculous, evil looking Bionicle toys for boys. I did not tell the child that they were Master Chefs and that the large, scary knife looking thing was for chopping up all the great, yummy vegetables that were going into a soup. Now, when he plays with this evil Bionicle toy, he does not say "Chop the peppers, chop chop! Chop the carrots, chop chop!". Nope, NOT ME!