So Sam has called me Snow White recently, well sneaky little Thaddeus came up to me to day and asked me to eat this plastic apple we have. I told him I had just eaten and was folding laundry and didn't want to get the clothes all sticky from the apple juice. He wasn't buying it. He kept trying to persuade me by saying, "It's just pretend", "It wont hurt you", "Just a little bite". I asked him why he wanted me to eat it so bad and he said cause I was Snow White and she eats an apple. I reminded him that it was a poison apple and it killed her. He smiled his little smile and said "I know" and laughed and laughed. I then reinforced I was not eating the apple cause it was poisoned. He assured me it wasn't. After about 5 minutes I agreed to eat the plastic apple ( just so he would leave it alone!). I took "a bite" and pretended to faint right on the big pile of clothes I was folding. I had my eyes open just enough to watch him. He stared at me for a moment, smiled, and then came up to me. I thought he was going to kiss me and wake me up, but no, he comes up and kicks me like you do a deer when you hit it with your car. I blew my cover and started to laugh. WHAT A PUNK! My son tried to poison me and was excited when he thought it worked! That story explains my sons personality perfectly! He is tricky, sneaky, lethal, and funny all in one little body!