I Must Be Doing Something Right

We attended my hubby's family reunion yesterday.  While there, the kids participated in a kiddie game where the reward was a grocery store bag full of candy.  Yikes!  Not my idea of a fabulous prize, but the kids were tickled happy.  Anyway,  after a few pieces of candy indulgence, I told the kids to put their treasures in the car.  I could see that these bags of candy were going to be just like Halloween candy to the kiddies, so I pointedly asked both E and Ab, "Do you remember the rule for candy in our house?"  And, they both responded, "One a day!"

I was pleased that there was no whining and that they both seemed to accept the candy rationing as fact.

Later, Ethan was playing with an Etch a Sketch on the  3 hour ride home when he piped up from the back seat with a question.

"Mom?"

"Yep."

"How do you spell 'I don't like you' ?" he asked innocently.

I couldn't resist finding out about this one.  "E?  Why do you want to know how to spell that?"

He blushed, looked down sheepishly, and said, "Well, I don't like you, because I can only have one piece of candy!"

Nice!

I must be doing something right.