"What is it, son? What are you saying?" I glanced down to see him reaching longingly for the giant tub of Utz's Pretzel Sticks on the counter. "Pretzel? Are you asking for a pretzel?"
"Pre-bo, pwee?" He smiled.
Then it hit me: I just gave him chocolate - now he wants a pretzel!
|Sweet and Salty, just like Mommy.|