Yesterday we babysat our almost 4 year old grandson. He was still getting over a cold, so wasn't as lively as usual. His parents were priming their living room for painting next weekend.
I picked him up mid morning and stopped at my usual grocery store to pick up a few things. Outside the entrance were two big flags. He pointed and said; “There is the flag of the United States of America and there is the flag of the “George Washington State”. I was amazed and amused.
He didn’t eat much lunch, only his French fries. Then we were watching a program that had cookies on it. He wanted a cookie. So, being a grandma, I got him a Oreo, and one for me. He wanted another cookie and I told him that was the end of the cookies. The Oreos came in a 6 cookie pack, and he knew there was another cookie in there. I told him no more cookies and then I watched him go into the kitchen and reach way farther then I thought he could and got the cookie package. I’m smiling inside, but frowning outside. I was actually stunned. He started to tear up and I knew he was still not feeling up to par, so I was waffling a little. Then grandpa pipes up and says; Don’t get him all upset. Let him have one more. So he got his one more cookie.
I’m telling you all this, because I admit we weren’t thinking clearly. We got a call from our daughter asking how many Oreos did we give him? It seems he announced the fact that he had Oreos at our house. And he was on a sugar high at home.
Being grandparents, we forgot how little sugar the kids are used to. I don’t think we will make that mistake again.
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