This one

These are the four things that Owen loves most in life; chocolate milk, his stuffed dog, Framp, macaroni and cheese and his brother Ben.  To get him to do things we want him to do, we threaten to withhold them. Yes we are poster board parents.  For example, Jeremy told him to brush his teeth last night several times then had to say that he wouldn't get chocolate milk today if he didn't.  He hasn't had chocolate milk in a while actually, which is a little indicative of his behavior lately. Last night when he was getting ready for bed we were playing in his room. Jeremy did something that I was teasingly blaming Owen for when Jeremy finally admitted that he was the one who did it. Owen and I both told him that he was in trouble. Then Owen told him very authoritatively that he would not be having any Chinese food. Oh, Owen, you do know your Dad very well.

 Later we were tucking him in and he was being a pistol and being rude so I asked him to say that he was sorry and to say two nice things to me.  He told me that he loved me, then after some thinking he started talking about the "junky" planes we crawled into at City Museum in St. Louis. He was scared to crawl up to the slide to get down with the big boys so I walked back down the stairs with him. I laughed and said something about keeping him safe.  That's when he looked at me and said "You're a hero!"

Framp's at the top of his closet already this morning but it's really hard to not laugh at this one.