Peanut Butter Sandwich

I made Cael and Colby a little homemade pizza for lunch. They are SOOOOO good, and I even put their favorite toppings on them. When I was finished making them, Colby said he didn't want one. He just wanted his box of girl scout cookies. He was whining and being a punk, so I told him I was going to shower and he could find his own lunch. So he came to the bathroom door and asked if he could have a peanut butter sandwich. He can make his own, there's just usually a big mess, but I said sure. So when I get out of the shower I see that half his cookies are gone. I looked at him really stern (he is very sensitive to me getting stern with him, he is usually pretty good anymore to follow what I say) and asked where all his cookies were. He gets all pouty and dead serious says, "you told me I could have a peanut butter sandwich, so see"... as he proceeds to put two peanut butter tagalong girl scout cookies together and makes a "sandwich" out of his "peanut butter" cookie. He looks at me with puppy eyes, and says, "You said I could make a pb sandwich, and I did." How can you argue with that. I just gave him mad eyes and said that he knew that was not what I was thinking! He said, "But I loved my lunch!" and clicked his mouth. Little stinker!!!