A lovely chat I was having with Finn over dinner tonight:

“I want your fork mommy.”

“I’m using it Finn.”

(whinny voice rising) ” I WANT YOUR FORK!”

Finn drops his fork on ground, I give him mine, then go get another one meanwhile clifford licks finn’s fork in his hand…a FIT ensues…

“CLIFFORD LICKED MY FORK! I WANT A NEW ONE MOMMY. A NEW ONE MOMMY!”

(losing my shit) ” I AM GETTING YOU A FORK FINN. RELAX AND BE PATIENT!”

I give Finn a new fork, I go get yet another one for me and I finally sit down and about 10 quiet (blissful) seconds pass.

“I want a spoon.”