21 November 2011

Now what did I just say?

Woody was sitting quietly at the bench, watching me grate cheese.  He had eaten the few little bits I had given him but I didn't want to spoil his appetite so I decided not to give him any more.

As I moved on to a new task, I placed the block of cheese on the bench in front of him, trusting him not to eat any.  He is quite trustworthy, in an erratic, two-year-old sort of way.

He looked at the cheese, but didn't make a move towards it.

"Wow Woody," I said to him after a pause.  "I really love that you're the sort of kid I can trust not to sink his teeth into that block of cheese right there."

Then Woody leaned forward, opened his mouth and went to sink his teeth deep into the block of cheese.

Sometimes, I think I am just giving him ideas.

9 comments:

Andi said...

He sounds ornery! I have an ornery one just like that! And FYI: It doesn't seem to be mellowing with age.

Dawn said...

You are a bad influence! :)

Hippomanic Jen said...

Thanks for the giggle!

Crazy Sister said...

I can only imagine trying to chew a huge bite of cheese straight from the block.

I think it would be unsuccessful.

tinsenpup said...

Yup, all they hear is "Blah, blah, blah, blah...sink your teeth into that block of cheese right there...blah, blah, blah..." ;)

B said...

Hee hee hee. So darn CUTE! What a great snapshot into family life. I love it.

Tiny Table said...

I was at a very fancy work dinner a while back, dead sober as I was very very pregnant with #2, but I got a terrible case of the giggles when my mate sidled up to the cheese table, picked up a whole round of posh cheese, took an almighty bite and then PUT IT BACK!!!

It appears it is not something one grows out of?

Tony McGurk said...

You can't blame him. Who can resist cheese???

Emily Sue said...

Maybe you need to try saying things like, "I love that you're the sort of kid I can trust not to put your toys away." Reverse psychology and all that.