Joshua, during dinner: Please give me Too Much juice.
Joshua: I want Much Juice.
Me: Okay. (Pours cup half full)
Joshua: Is this a Much Juice?
Me: Yes, that is much too much juice for you.
Joshua: (Happily drinks juice)
Life with a three year old is great. I can only surmise that he’s decided that “too much” juice is desirable because he long ago taught himself to help himself to items in the refrigerator and has heard “Joshua, that’s too much,” so many times that he now believes it means “just the right amount.” But still, these boys say or doing something every single day that makes me so grateful to be their mother.