Resident Little Dude at 11:30 pm: Mom, I am hot and my stomach hurts.
Me rolling out of bed: Let's get you a drink of water and we will hang out on the couch.
Resident Little Dude: I really don't feel good.
Me: Do you feel like you are going to barf?
Resident Little Dude: Yeah....
Me getting up to fetch the garbage can: I wonder what is going on with you.
Resident Little Dude: I think it was too many cookies.
Me: HOW many cookies did you eat?
Resident Little Dude: About 11.
Me: WOW, that is A LOT of cookies.
Resident Little Dude: Mom, if you were my age and someone said I made cookies just for you, go to town, help yourself, eat ALL you want---- HOW many would you eat?
Point taken.
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This is awesome. I had to send it to my folks. Oh, sorry for the cookie ftermath…
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