Cheaters Never What?

Will and I were making dinner the other night, when it was discovered that we were missing a vital ingredient. Off to the store I went, leaving Will in charge of the kiddos. On my way home, knowing it would make Landon's day, I called and asked to speak to him. He was ecstatic to get a phone call, and proceeded to spill his guts about what was going on in my absence. He rattled on about how he was "drinking a glass of Uncle Shawn's soda, filled all the way to the top-but not spilling, and eating a piece of chocolate cake."

Two things were immediately apparent to Momma Bear Trezise.
1. Our family rarely drinks soda, but never with caffeine. "Uncle Shawn's soda" is a stash of contraband Pepsi, containing mucho caffeine.
2. The time was 4:45 PM, and dinner was at 5. If you are a Mom, you understand.

I asked Landon to speak to Will, and we discussed the problem that a large, sugary snack, served 15 minutes before dinner, might cause. Will assured me that Landon would still eat all of his dinner, and confidently proposed a high stakes bet.

During dinner, Landon and Will proceeded to make waggly eyes at each other as Landon attempted to force food down his sugar-filled gullet. I observed that he was making little progress, and upon the conclusion of dinner, he was still sitting in front of a mostly full plate. Not willing to admit defeat, Will tried to coach him along. Persuasively he said, "I know you want to eat all your dinner, right buddy?" (waggly eyes)

It then occurred to me that Will may have bribed Landon-thus the waggly eyes and impressive coaching! I began an intense line of questioning. At first Landon and Will presented a strong, united front, vehemently denying such an atrocity. After several minutes though, Landon's full plate must have started to look ominous, and he confessed-Dad had promised him ice cream (another rarity) if he cleaned his plate. GASP!
I looked at my guilty husband, and stated simply, "Cheaters never prosper."
Landon then chimed in "Yeah! Cheaters never PROSTATE, Dad!"


It must be noted that I enjoyed my foot rub immensely, later on that evening. Thank you, Will.