Monday, June 18, 2007

How Did He Know?

Every night, as I am heading into my own room, I give Little Squid a quick kiss and sometimes have profound discussions with him.

Last night I gave him a peck on the forehead and then stealthily bent over to examine his "bite" mark.

And he hit me!

Why?

Because he thought I was going to bite him.

Now why would he think that? I don't usually bite him. It's been years since I pretended to munch on him but, that said ...

I was going to (pretend) bite him.

How did he know?

(His father is very proud of him this morning for being able to detect a duplicitous mommy. The "hit" by the way was also in fun, we do not tolerate real parental (or child) battering in this house. We also do not really bite.)

3 comments:

Susan said...

Sounds like he's learned to really 'read' his mommy. Good thing that he's a good kid!

Dave Daniels said...

Heh, I'd still get the garlic ready. Just in case.

Cookie said...

He's such a smart Squidling. He knows his mama.