Day 19: Written Languages

When the boys get home from school every day, the first thing they do is demand ask extremely politely for a snack. Lately it seems, they've been asking for two snacks, because they're definitely still hungry with food still in their mouths not even digested in their stomachs. 

Today, Calen asked for a popsicle to have after his animal crackers snack. I told him to ask me once he was actually done eating his animal crackers, because I'm completely unreasonable that way. 

So he ceremoniously stuffed every last animal cracker into his mouth to the point where tiny carb zoo animals were flinging themselves out of his mouth to freedom (just to be eaten by the chocolate lab at Calen's feet), and asked - with his mouth stuffed full - something to the crumbly, muffled effect of: "cabluaffuffobsffiblrf?"

..."What??"...

And instead of finishing what was in his mouth before trying to communicate, like a normal human being, he went over the white board, and wrote his question. 

"Can I have a popsicle? P.S. PRETTY PLEASE?"

Calen, your mouth isn't even empty yet. 

Then he laughed, and half-dissolved crackers spewed all over my wall. 

I can't even with this kid. 

He did get his popsicle though. 

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