Semantics

It is a bittersweet moment when your 3 year-old son outwits you.  On the one hand, you're proud of him because he just outsmarted you.  On the other hand, you're pretty embarrassed because he just outsmarted you.

Lil Sippy Cup (calling out from the kitchen): "Dad!  Can I have an ice cream pop?"

Me (from the bedroom): "Wow, you actually asked?  I'm grateful.  And, yes, you can have one."

Lil Sippy Cup (excited giggle): "Thanks Dad!"

Me (feeling pretty awesome): "No problem. Remember I said just one."

Lil Sippy Cup: "Ok!"

This conversation is followed by 10 minutes of uninterrupted silence which, as you should know, is 10 minutes too many for Lil Sippy Cup.

I walk into the living room and find him sitting on the floor with the entire box of popsicles in his lap and 4 empty wrappers and a pile of popsicle sticks neatly placed to the side.

Me: "Uhm...I definitely said one."

Lil Sippy Cup (nodding in total agreement): "Yes."

Me: "This is not one."

Lil Sippy Cup (looking at me clearly confused): "Yes it is.  It's one box of pops."