There was a Christmas potluck at my office yesterday and one of my co-workers brought a box of these chocolate Santas. They're maybe an inch and a half long. I thought Ian would like it.
When I picked him up from Grandma's, I showed him the little Santa...
Santa! Can I have it?
I told him that he had to be a good boy for the rest of the day, eat all of his dinner, and then, for dessert, he could have the chocolate Santa.
He was easily the best behaved kid he's been in the last six months! Saint Ian.
There was another chocolate Santa available today, so I'm hoping for a repeat. Fingers crossed!