Absolutely Delightful

No, not that kind of naughty! The other kind. The kind that is usually exhibited by our 2 year old. Daddy sure isn’t getting any Father of the Year awards after the naughty pre-Valentine’s Day stunt he pulled. I had picked Muffin up from preschool and with him came some little Valentine’s treats that he and his class had made with their teacher (mini brownies and cookies, etc.). Muffin really wanted to eat one (all eight) of them on the car ride home but I wanted him to have a more healthy snack, so I told him he couldn’t have them now but he could have one later. Well, Muffin wakes up from his nap and forgets about it so there they sit hidden behind the crock pot on the kitchen counter. Fast forward two days and Muffin is being a pill to Daddy and so Daddy needs something chocolately and sweet to shore himself up against the intense level of whining he is receiving, and so he digs into Muffin’s Valentine’s treats. Being told the story at this point I think, “Big deal. A treat or two to share.” The crazy part here is that he devoured the entire plate and is taking the last crumb when Muffin walks into the kitchen and catches daddy. The saddest part is that Muffin doesn’t freak out of have a tantrum like you would expect a 2 year old who is having a whiney day to do, rather he looks up at Daddy and says very sadly, “Daddy, Ms. May made those for me.” Wow, did Daddy ever feel guilty then. As he should. Taking every single morsel!?! Naughty Daddy.