Normally I would be very upset to find that Michael had gone into the kitchen and taken food. When I heard the commotion as I was coming downstairs this evening, I expected to find him with cookies or goldfish, or even a bag of chocolate chips from the pantry.
I was ready with my "Mama's really upset with you" voice. And when I finally caught a glimpse of him, I was not prepared for what I saw.
Way to catch a Mama off guard, Michael. I moved him, and the broccoli, to his chair and he finished the entire bag.