Occasional sweetness

Parker was in an exceptionally foul mood last night, and was a real pill leading up to bedtime. He finally settled down a bit when we read books, but it was still touch and go.

And then after books we were playing a new game, where I ask him to choose which he likes better between two things. As in, "Parker what do you like better, Fairyland or The Zoo? Ice cream or cake?" He enjoyed this quite a bit, and we went through about 20 or so sets of things, with him picking one or the other.

And then I asked him, "What do you like better, riding in Daddy's car or in Mommy's truck?"

And he replied, "I like walking on the sidewalk holding somebody's hand."

Once in a while, kids are so sweet you want to puke.