learning to share

It's started. My two year old is throwing my lessons back in my face.

Dane loves to get into my purse. And he loves to get into my make up. Tonight Dane succeeded with both. First he grabbed my make-up. I took it away. Then he grabbed my purse. I tried to take it away. I had one strap and he had the other. In the middle of our tug of war, Dane looks up at me with his big brown eyes and says "Mommy, share?" And who says a two year old doesn't know what sharing means. Thanks for making me laugh, Dane. Love my boy!