It’s not even 9 in the a.m. and I’ve already been the victim of a condescending 2 year old. Is that possible? Here’s proof…
Me: Cooper, what did you just throw away?
C: Your mail.
Me: My mail!? Cooper Jones! Do not throw things away without asking me first, okay?
C: Okay, sure. Whatever you want, Mommy;…whatever you want.
Now what I need to know is, how does one not laugh?!
hmmm, wonder where he heard THAT little phrase??? d. jones perhaps??? LMAO!
Do what I do… go into the next room and laugh into a pillow. I can’t help but laugh at Ellie’s antics sometimes.