So I'm making lunch for the kids a little while ago and call the children in to sit at the table and Maxwell takes one look at his plate and this conversation follows...
Maxwell - (as sassy as the sassiest 3 year old) "Hey, I don't want 4, I want 5" (pieces of pbj sandwich)
Me - "How about a thanks mom for lunch instead of complaining."
Maxwell - "Well, I want 5 not 4..."
Me - "Do you want me to cut one of them in half so you can have 5."
Maxwell - (starting to cry a little) "NO, I just want 5"
Me - "If you don't stop talking to me like that you are going to go to bed with no lunch." (I know, such a mom thing to say)
Maxwell - (Now really crying and screaming) "But I just want 5 not 4....."
Me - (I pick him up and put him in the bedroom and close the door - while he screams) "You can come out when you calm down and are ready to eat."
Maxwell - (comes out of the room wiping his tears) "Mom, I need a hug."
I pick him up and squeeze him tight "BIG hugs" (as he always says).....Then out of no where an unrequested apology.....
Maxwell - "I'm sorry for yelling at you Mom, I love you so much!"
How can I possibly stay mad at that..... So we cut one of his quartered sandwich pieces in half and then he had 5!
I guess waking up an hour earlier than normal can make him do and say crazy things...love that cute little maxwell boy!