Thursday, August 9, 2012
Frozen Peas vs. Popsicles
(The way he says it, it sounds more like, "Frooo-zen peeeees.")
"You want some frozen peas?"
"Ok, I'll get you some frozen peas."
I pour some frozen peas into a bowl and give it to him. Finley sits at his small table, eating frozen peas. (They're not that bad; you should try them some time!) After a bit, he stands up and walks over to the refrigerator. He reaches up and tries to open the freezer, saying, "Popsicle! Popsicle!"
"Well... you can have a popsicle when you're done with your frozen peas."
Finley stares at me a moment. I can see gears turning in that little brain of his and I wonder what he's thinking.
Finally, he walks over to the small table, picks up his half-finished bowl of frozen peas, holds it out to me, and says, "Done!" with a big grin on his face.
He raises his eyebrows and queries, "Popsicle?"
Well played, little youngling. Well played.
Note To Self: Next time, I need to say, "As soon as you eat all of your frozen peas, you can have a popsicle."