wishful thinking

Blinn was carrying Trey to bed, and Trey began covering his Dad's eyes and saying:

Close your eyes.

Then he would remove his little hand from in front of his Daddy's eyes and say:

Suprise!  Therrrre's Santa!

ousted by syrup

Trey and Blinn got to stay home on a vacation day without Mommie.  I am cheap, and rather than drive myself to work, when the boys are home, I prefer to have them take me to work and pick me up.  That particular morning, Trey and Blinn were discussing what they should have for breakfast.  Trey suggested waffles.  Daddy said yes.  Trey was very excited.  After this discussion and celebration ended, Trey looked at me and said:

We can't take you to work anymore Mama...bummer. 

This was accompanied by some very dramatic face and hand gestures.  I asked Trey why I can't have a ride to work.  He responded:

I just have to eat my waffles, we don't have any time for you.