DAILY SNACK
Milk is good for kids.
At least I think it is.
But after having eaten two bites of Cheerios,
Three blueberries and half a peanut butter sandwhich,
And exactly one bite of pizza all day.
I started to rethink the seven or eight cups of milk,
That Young C asked for and drank.
So this morning I made it clear that he could only have a glass of milk,
After he finished his cereal.
(He was welcome to as much water as he liked.)
I stood up to bring something over to the sink,
And C slid his bowl behind the package of baby cereal on the kitchen table.
“I finished my cereal, Mom.”
What is this? Lying, trickery, deceit?
You know not who you mess with, young man.
“I am going to ask you again, C. And if you tell the truth you will not get in trouble.
But if you lie then you will lose a toy for two days.
Where are your Cheerios?”
“They’re in my tummy.”
“Tell the truth, C. Did you hide them.”
“No. I did not.”
The balls on this kid.
Suffice it to say that we won’t be seeing Lightening McQueen around these parts for a couple days.