Bathtub Popsicles

I have alot to blog about, but I'm too tired. Here is one tiny story.

Tonight I bribed William with a popsicle for desert if he would get in the bathtub (he doesn't like getting in when he has a fresh boo boo, which of course he always has).

Landry has to do EVERYTHING that big brother gets to do.

I figured she would drop it and I would sneak it to the trash, but I was wrong. This girl is serious about yummy things and there was no letting go of that delicious stick.

She was NOT happy when it was finished.

Side note: I never ever ever would have handed William a popsicle at 10months old, but that was back when I was a mother of one. Something changes with the second one.