Big Difference

After a night with no more than two hours sleep (thanks fall cold!) I'm pretty much lethargic and content to just lay on the couch and watch Declan drag every toy out of storage to numerous areas of the TV room. After a while he tell me he's hungry. I gladly offer to get him what he wants to eat after he puts half the toys away.

So. Much. Drama.

He lays on the tears, big open mouth wail and "I don't wanna put my toys away-ay-ay-ay." With more tears and the occasional need to slap the furniture.

I go prepare his food and tell I'm it's ready once he's done what I asked.

His next strategy "you need to wipe my nose and face. YOU NEED TO WIPE MY FACE!"

Which I do. Gently even. Then hold my ground.

He cleans half of the toys and then I invite him to sit down for some food.

Later in the morning while I'm texting Daddy there are once again toys everywhere. Daddy tells me he's bringing home two more Halloween Lego Mini Figures for Declan but he tells me to tell Declan he gets them only if his toys are cleaned up.

I pass the message to Declan who then runs around (seriously, RUNS AROUND) to clean up his toys.

Hilarious.

Declan really is the best fun ever.