Before bedtime the other night, Carson was watching a show with his daddy to wind down. The show ended and Carson immediatly jumped up and came to me and said, in his sweetest little voice, "Just ONE more show Mama? Just ONE more?" I gave him the LOOK and then immidiatly crawled up in my lap, stroked my face and said, "You're so pretty Mama."
WHERE did he learn that? What's WORSE? It worked. I don't hear that much. He got ONE more show...
I. AM. IN. TROUBLE.
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