Welcome to the official first post in the category "Things P Says"!
Today at daycare a raucous lunchtime was had by all the teachers because my baby boy was on a quest....a quest for meatballs.
Apparently, the menu changed (I'm sure they communicated this but I pay little attention to things that are not likely to cause immediate injury or death to my offspring.) and the new meatballs were...shall we say...a hit. A big hit. Palmer apparently ate all of his and then began vocalizing a "ba" sound. When this wasn't getting through, he finally completed the grunting word..BALLS. "BALLS! BALLS! BALLS!" He would not be denied. He stalked the table like a hungry big cat stalks the high grass. He was so angry and relentless that the teachers went to the other classrooms for leftovers to give him.
I can see them tossing him over the fence to the angry toddler, can't you?
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