To bite me in the behind, the next day after his nap, Blake went up to the counter where we keep the M&M's and kept saying "please, please". I of course gave in because I didn't want to create a fight (some are worth fighting, this one was not). So now every day after his nap he expects to have some yummy M&M's in his own cup. As I said before, Christmas candy is a double edged sword.
Really what mom can't relate to this?