Jon is a softie about a lot of things. Primarily snacks. Case in point...
I'd taken the older kids to the pool, so Jon was left with a sleeping Calvin. Upon his waking, he recognized that Dad was the only parental unit, and apparently, masterminded a devious plot to con Jon that went something like this...
Calvin aka Lil Cheney: "wofei;weon kfwoie;hovsn...want snack pack (bag of cookies)."
Dad (oblivious to the fact that dinner is less than an hour away): "ok, here!"
After one bite of the mini Chips Ahoy, Calvin: "lfiwhe fjwieof don't like this kind. Other one."
Dad (sucker): "ok, here!" and hands him a snack pack of Oreos leaving the room in search of his Crackberry, I'm sure.
On Jon's return, what to his wondering eyes might appear? Calvin finishing off both bags of cookies...with that mischevious little grin on his face asking for more.
2 comments:
Smart boy!!!
Watch your weight by trying the 100 calorie Oreos and go to the gyms in Dallas to work off whatever you have gained.
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