"Pwease..."

Will went into the pantry yesterday evening, grabbed a bag of Cheetos and handed them to me. I told him "no" at first because we were getting ready to eat...but, how could I stand firm when his little face is looking up at me with his big green eyes, persistently handing me the bag of Cheetos and uttering "Pwease, Pwease..."?! Ugh...so cute (I'm in trouble with this one!).

He was shoving them in like a wood chipper,

and then putting the uneaten half back in the bag!