He was rolling his toy truck over his left over green beans and stuffing, smashing them into the table. He had it EVERYWHERE. Not only did I have to scrub the table, I had to scrub his truck too. He was havin' fun!
Next thing I know, he was throwing a fit!
I asked him what was wrong? He looked over into the family room as if to say...
"MY SISTER HAS MY BLANKIE!" She took it on purpose just to aggrevate him.
Don't worry...he got it back. I won't tell you how he did, but he did. All is right with the world again...for now. :)
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