Okay, so the best conversation I've had today revolves around a stick of butter. Mostly because to my dismay I discover Thaddeus, my 3-year, old EATING a FROZEN STICK of BUTTER!!!!!! When asked why he was eating it, his reply was
"Cause there were no popsicles. I eat this butter. It's delicious"
Seriously? So, being the good mom I am I promptly grab it and chuck it in the sink, and continue on my way. Then I hear the freezer opening. He's gotten ANOTHER STICK OF BUTTER!!!! I take it away again and he says,
"But Mom! There's no popsicles so I have to eat this butter to taste it. It's delicious, delicious, delicious."