One of my children held himself ransom yesterday.
I came upstairs to rest for a bit in the afternoon, and my little buddy came bounding into my bedroom.
"Hi, Mom. Can I play with your iPhone?"
"No, bud. Not right now. But, will you snuggle with me? I love to snuggle with you."
"Come on, Mom. I want to play with it."
"No, I just wanna rest and snuggle with you."
With that, he huffed and puffed right out the door.
(I can't blame him. It is pretty cool.)
A few minutes later, he came back into my bedroom. Put this note on the bed.
Closed the door and left.
I will not
you give me the [insert drawing of iPhone]
said Jack to Mom
I am still laughing.
No iPhone = No snuggles.
Via ransom note.
Saving this one.