The Stand-off

We LOVE it when Grandpa's here. Everyone. Especially Gracie, who is his snuggle buddy. But Blake, being Blake, uses every opportunity to size people up and see what he can get away with. So today when I ran out for a bit, Grandpa McAlpin made Blake lunch. And there was a stand-off at the barstools.

Blake was bribed to finish the "healthy food" with the promise of a cookie, but when Grandpa gave him one, Blake said "Four. I'm four, so I get four cookies."

"No, Blake, you can just have one."

Blake eyed Grandpa and said, "You're not in charge here."

"When Mommy and Daddy are gone, who do you think is in charge, Blake?" Grandpa asked.

"Jesus," Blake replied.

"Well, Jesus told me you could only have one cookie," Grandpa said.

Blake's eyes went wide as his cookie. Which he ate very quietly.