Breakfast

Donny requested an turkey, bacon sandwich for breakfast yesterday. I made the sandwich and placed it in front of him. He asked for sprinkles and I said no. As this was happening, I was on the phone with Miss D trying to arrange a play date in the park so he could run like the wind to sleep like a baby. Whenever I'm on the phone, he becomes an attention seeking crazy child. Well, the sprinkle request turned into a fiasco and I could see that this would be one of those times where I had to choose my battle. I lost, he won, we went to the park and he slept like a baby! Maybe I really won. (The sprinkles have been moved to an undisclosed location to avoid future sprinkle situations.)