Mark said he had a plate of pita chips with some cheese melted onto them that he left on the floor while he prepared and heated Brigham's dinner. When he walked back into the living room, this is what he found. Our very own Chip Bandit made his way over to the plate (rolling is his only method of transportation right now) and stole some of his dad's chips. He didn't want to be greedy, so he shared with our carpet also. At least he's willing to share or maybe he was trying to teach his dad a little bit about sharing.
Friday, April 23, 2010
The Night of the Chip Bandit
On Monday night I had a celebration dinner to attend with my student teaching seminar group at Olive Garden. It was a good time, I guess. Anyways, as I started my car to leave, I received these images in a text message from Mark:
Mark said he had a plate of pita chips with some cheese melted onto them that he left on the floor while he prepared and heated Brigham's dinner. When he walked back into the living room, this is what he found. Our very own Chip Bandit made his way over to the plate (rolling is his only method of transportation right now) and stole some of his dad's chips. He didn't want to be greedy, so he shared with our carpet also. At least he's willing to share or maybe he was trying to teach his dad a little bit about sharing.
Mark said he had a plate of pita chips with some cheese melted onto them that he left on the floor while he prepared and heated Brigham's dinner. When he walked back into the living room, this is what he found. Our very own Chip Bandit made his way over to the plate (rolling is his only method of transportation right now) and stole some of his dad's chips. He didn't want to be greedy, so he shared with our carpet also. At least he's willing to share or maybe he was trying to teach his dad a little bit about sharing.
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That is the cutest picture!!!!
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