This afternoon Isaac and I were playing soup. (I.e., we both had cups and we both had spoons and we were eating soup. Fun for the first fifteen minutes.)
At one point I took a bite of his soup without asking. His eyes got very wide, he backed up a few steps and said, "No. My soup. Mama's soup (pointing to my cup)." So today was the first day that I was chastised by a toddler for eating the wrong imaginary soup.
He did share later.
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