Last night Grandma Barb and I dragged Sam to a few stores, dangerously close to dinner time. He was so hungry when we got home Grandma Barb just kept throwing food at him. Every time I turned around, Sam had a new little bowl or bite to eat.
All of that food gave Sam a huge burst of energy. He was laughing and running back and forth, terrifying the dogs. I asked him to slow down a few times and he didn't. Finally, I made him look me in the eye (a sign that I am not messing around) and told him to stop running.
Ever the dutiful son, Sam slowed down to a ridiculous degree. He sloooowly took each step like he was imitating a slow-motion shot. It took him a minute or two to walk the two feet out of the kitchen.
Why do I have the sneaking suspicion Sam was being a wise guy?
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Sam knows sarcasm already - yet another sign of a brilliant 2-year-old! Glad to hear he's going to give his mom a little bit of a hard time every once in awhile. =)
Ha Ha Ha Ha!!!!!! I LOVE it!!!
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