Can’t stay mad or annoyed with a toddler
for long. He finally asked, nicely, for some water and a
biscuit. I got him off the stairs and gave him a biscuit. He
said, “You got an F, for fox. I can spell fox!” and he jumped
out of his chair, ran over to the fridge, and put f-o-x into
the Word Whammer. So smart! Hopefully he learns quickly that
whining doesn’t work around here! :)