After Henry got up from NOT taking his nap today, he chose to play with playdough. Things were going just fine for awhile, but then crankiness began to set in and playdough began making its way quickly to the floor. After a warning, the playdough was removed from his highchair tray. I asked my son, "Henry, if you are done playing with something, what should you tell Momma?" (I was hoping that he'd say that he was "all done.") However, he looked at me with big, sad eyes and said, "Sorry."
Melt my heart!!!
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