Taylor really likes homemade jam.
Especially apricot. (It's in the genes.)
In fact, he enjoys it so much that given the chance, he will eat only jam-- leaving the bread sitting in a sad state on his plate.
It has become an ongoing battle.
But I have to hand it to Taylor, he is becoming quite the smooth talker. I had to chuckle at his verbal acrobatics today...
Me: Taylor, you know we don't lick the jam off of our bread. Mommy made that bread special for all of us. We always eat the whole piece of bread with our jam!
Taylor: Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.
Me: Ummm, Taylor, I'm pretty sure you did mean to.
Taylor: Mom, I'm really sorry. But accidents happen!
that is pretty darn funny!
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