The great thing about Little Man being old enough to get himself something for breakfast is that when he's kept me up most of the night, I don't have to move to find him something to eat.
The bad thing about Little Man being able to get himself something for breakfast is that when I forget that the chocolate covered pretzels that we had as treats for our dinner guests are within his reach, not only will he eat them for breakfast, but he'll also share them with his brother.
Anyone else ready for the holiday treats to disappear?
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