Things I never thought I’d say before I was a parent:

You know what I love? Chicken kisses. Little chicken pecks.

Those sure are some cute little chicken buns.

When the Grump woke up from his nap and polished off a sippy of milk from lunch, he launched into a tantrum when I declined to get another cup of milk. We’re trying to limit the between meal drinking, as he prefers to just fill up on milk instead of eating. I gave him water instead. The nerve of me. His Halloween costume is STILL hanging on a hook on the outside of the linen closet door. He looked up and said “Can I dwess up like a chicken?” “Um, sure,” I replied. As I was putting on his attire he informed me, “Chickens like candy you know.” I explained (again) that Halloween was over and we couldn’t go to doors and expect candy today. “Chickens like milk toooo,” he replied. Although he’s a persuasive little chicken, I instead opted to dump out a bunch of pennies on the floor for him to put back in the piggy bank. Hey, fourteen minutes down, only three hundred and seventy four more to go.

Something about this picture looks familiar

Chicken Bellweee

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One Response to “the moody chicken”

    Lauren MonsterID Icon Lauren
    February 24th, 2008 9:59 pm

    awwww what a cute widdle bellllwwweee!

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