It's Sunday afternoon, I have had my nap and Noah is getting bored playing by himself so he moves on to me. We start wrestling. He thinks he has me and says "You lose, so you have to lick your toe." "What! The loser has to lick their toe?" And with a couple moves I have Noah pinned with his toe an inch from his mouth. "Now whose the loser? You're the one licking your toe!" And I proceed to put his toe in his mouth. (Not hard since he's laughing.) Then I tell him, "since you had your toe in your mouth you will not get another kiss from me today!" Noah replies, "You lose, cause I suck on my toes all the time and you kiss me after!"
How did it come to this? How is it that my six year son out smarted me?
How did it come to this? How is it that my six year son out smarted me?
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