I was nursing Esther to sleep and Van came in. I was hushing him furiously trying to get him to keep quiet. "I brought this for you" he whispered and handed me a clif bar he had gotten from the pantry.
"Ok" I said and luckily he left without waking baby Esther.
When I came out, Van asked me to play in his room with him. "Look at what I'm building" he said.
Looking down at his blocks he said casually, "I brought a snack for you and one to daddy. But daddy didn't say 'thank you'. And neither did you."
I told him thank you, and sorry for not remembering to say so earlier.
"It's ok" he said he said pleasantly, "Just don't do it again. And if you do it three times. I won't bring you another treat."
Everyone has to learn the rules.
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