This morning, when my three littlest valentines came down for breakfast, they found a small box of chocolates by each of their plates.
They squealed with delight and proceeded to tear open the heart-shaped boxes. They smelled and fondled, trying to determine what flavor each piece was. Hannah looked at me, then looked back down at her full box. She gingerly slid a small piece of chocolate across the bar to me.
"Wow, thanks, Hannah. That is so nice of you to share."
Chase immediately opened his box and did the same thing.
McKay looks up apprehensively. I smiled and said, "It's okay, you don't have to give me one. I got these for YOU."
"Really? You sure, Mom?" I promised him that I was sure, and the relief washed over his face.
Hannah then reaches over and takes back her chocolate. "Actually, Mom, I think I'm going to let you be really healthy. You shouldn't eat this candy. I'll just take it back."
Thanks, baby. Appreciate you looking out for me.