No More Candy...

I told Kingston that if he threw the football at Coltrane's head again (it was on purpose, see earlier post) that I would take away his Halloween candy.  He was mad at me at first, and then he felt bad about hitting Coltrane.  "But Mommy, my brain told me to do it, it's not my fault."  And then, "I just feel so sorry for myself for being mean to Coltrane and I just feel so sorry for hurting Coltrane."  Okay, Kingston you can have candy for dinner :)

Even in his four year old angst, he's so cute!

Coltrane HAS to do everything that Kingston does.  Even pretend sulking!!!  LOVE him.