Let me set the scene. Nathan had been in bed for at least 45 minutes, Meredith and I were watching Netflix on the Wii for the first time and I decide I want some popcorn. I had just poured the popcorn in the pot when I see Nathan walking down the hall. Here is the conversation:
Nathan: Daddy, why are you making that noise?
Me: What sort of noise?
Nathan: Popcorn noise.
Yes, my son from his bed heard me making popcorn and got up to eat it, and Meredith and I being the pushovers that we are actually let him. We did decide to go with regular popcorn instead of kettle corn so maybe there is hope for us as parents.
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Nothing like the smell of popcorn.The closer it gets for me to be there the more excited I get
Me too...although I won't be here all week.
It wasn't even the smell of popcorn, it was just the sound of the popcorn being poured into the pan.
He is one smart kid
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