Bubblegum Monster

We went over to my mom's house for her birthday and were faced with a box of 850 gumballs (minus all the pink and most of the white that were used for my niece's birthday party) These aren't the little gumballs, no, these are the big ones. I could barely chew them myself. So I allowed the boys to have 1/2 a gumball at a time. Grandpa got a sandwhich bag and filled it up with gumballs for the boys to take home which I put by my purse. As the evening went on I noticed that Dylan had disappeared. Wondering where he was I set out to search. I found him in the toy room laying flat on his stomach underneath the horse. At first I thought he was pooping (we are still working on using the potty EVERY time) and so I asked him. He put his hands over his mouth and said no. I kept asking him what he was doing and was getting no real response. I finally reached under the horse and pulled him out. That's when I saw the bag of gumballs that he must have been laying on. He admitted to eating some gum but kept saying over and over, "I not eat all them mom, I not eat them all gone." It was the funniest thing. Then as I looked in the bag I see a gumball bitten in half. Dylan says, "I break it in half with my teeth mom." At least he stuck to only 1/2 a gumball at a time. He is a sweetheart, it makes me laugh everytime I think about it!