When I got Sam out of bed this morning, he chirped, "Mommy, can I have some milk and a popsicle?"
"A popsicle!" I exclaimed. "No, no Popsicle right now."
He placed his hands on my cheeks, looked into my eyes, and said, "Can I have a Popsicle after we snuggle first?"
This kid's got my number.
Sam is 2 years, 6 months old and has it all figured out.