Wipe your spit on your shirt

What not to say to your one year old. After eating a "turtle" he ripped out of the box, Owen was spitting out the nuts. I grabbed the trash can, and we managed to get the chunks in without fallout. Phew! Then, seeing the spit laden grubby paws and having no tissues within reach, I say, "Wipe your spit on your shirt." I must have missed the day in child psych when they tell you kids only hear the last part of what you tell them, because Owen looked down at his shirt and spit his chocolately chunky mouthful onto his shirt. Mmm mmm mmm. Hide the turtles better I guess. Or maybe THINK before you SPEAK?!?! I can smell the mother of the year award, it is close, real close...