Noah's chubby hands were in the raisin bag.
"Mom, can I have some raisins?"
"Si, mi amor - una."
"MOOOOOM, what are you saying? Can I have some raisins?"
I held up one finger. "Si, mi amor - una."
"No, mom - cuatro." and the little chubster grabbed a big handful. He was gone before I could squeeze those little cheeks of his. I guess he WAS paying attention to those Spanish lessons.