When Wayne gets home from work every day, we all pack up and go for a walk. Miles gets to ride in the wagon and the dogs have fun scouting squirrels and other walkers. Afterward, it's daddy & Miles time. They go to his room and play play play. Miles even shuts the door on me when I come check in! But tonight he wandered out and found me checking e-mail, eating a popsicle. He climbed in my lap and wanted a lick. And another. And another. And then just took the rest. We put him in his booster so he wouldn't make a total mess. When he finished he started saying "mo, mo" and signing "More". We stalled because, well, it was bedtime. But then he pulled out the big guns. He said "please". Three times. It was more like "Peeaaase," and sounded a lot like "cheese." You could see his brain working, "Mommy says it's the magic word, and when I say it she gives me what I want." Thank goodness distraction worked and we got moving along to bath time. It's going to get hard to say no to that sweet face! (but don't worry, I'm sure I'll manage.)
[Picture is from the beach trip.]
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