At Christmas time we fill every bowl or decoration with Hershey’s kisses. The kids know that as long as they ask, they are welcome to munch on the occasional kiss. It’s the only time of year we really go crazy on chocolate, and they have always been so good about it that I just don’t think twice about setting them out (well, there was one year we found Caroline surrounded by a pile of silver wrappers, but it WAS Christmas morning). Apparently William is yet to grasp the “ask before” concept, though, because this is what I found after a few quiet minutes this morning. As any parents of toddlers know, silence is a very bad omen indeed. Needless to say, we headed out and spent an hour running this off at the playground today before naptime.
In retrospect, I should have been better prepared. Last year he tried to take the head off of our gingerbread man soap. Allow me to present Exhibit A. No, the gingerbread man does not have a big mouth, that is the mark left by William’s teeth last year.
In defense of the little man, it is some yummy lookin’ soap.