I ate breakfast after the rest of the family today as my loving husband must have seen my 7 o'clock face and decided more sleep was in order. (It was). He sweetly snuck both boys out, made breakfast, and got morning chores started. I got myself a good man.
Anyhow D seeing me eating thought this a perfect opportunity for him to attempt 2nd breakfast.
D: Can I have a pancake?
Me: You may have a bite.
A few minutes pass
D: Can I have another bite?
Maybe 2 minutes later
D: Last one! (in adorable intonations)