While I was washing dishes, Frick was eating a yogurt for his snack. Little Hungry Frog was begging for bites by belting out, “Eeeezzzz!”
By the way, in Frog-ese that means “please”.
I stepped out of the room to take care of something else and upon my return, Frick proudly states:
“Mom! I got Frog his own yogurt!”
“And I put a bib on him!!
Thanks, Frick, for being a great help.
I wonder why no one helped me clean the yogurt piles off the floor….