Signature Sunday: Where Did You Get That?

So, I know its not Sunday, but this was meant for Sunday.

Christopher and I were downstairs cooking dinner, and both kids were upstairs playing. Christopher came upstairs to get the kids' highchairs set up for dinner, when he hollered down to me that I needed to come upstairs right now. I was thinking, "Oh no, what did they get into." Normally we close our bedroom door, but we had cartoons playing on our TV and so we'd left the door open.

When I got upstairs, he called to me from inside our bedroom. He told me, "This is something you need to see to deal with." That kind of scared me and so I made my way down the long skinny hallway into the inner part of our room.

This is the sight that greeted my eyes:

I tried so hard not to laugh, he had made himself quite comfortable in my spot on my bed. And from somewhere he had found one of my Twix bars. I tried to sound stern, but that kind of went out the window, "Aidan, where did you get that?"

"Mommy," he happily replied.

How could I not laugh at that? I wasn't quite sure where he had gotten it from, somewhere on the wreck that is my nightstand I thought.

My husband then asked, "Aidan, did you ask Mommy?"

His little chocolately smile widened, but he didn't reply. It was really difficult to remain stern, because he had gotten into Mommy's things and yet that little face just melted my heart.

Trying to be straight faced, I then asked him, "Aidan, what do you need to ask Mommy?"

This was his response:

Thank You. Not what I was looking for, but it still was sweet and polite. And I couldn't be mad at him. I did explain to him that he needed to ask Mommy next time.

Then my Husband told him to put it away, because it was time for dinner. So, he leaned over and set it ever so carefully on my nightstand. Then hopped down off my bed and scurried down the hall to his room where he'd be eating dinner.


When I looked later to see where he'd put the candy bar, he'd set it right where he could reach it from where he'd been sitting on my bed. What a cute little stinker! Just another misadventure at our house.