Well......technically

Aunt Jennie brought the boys chocolate bars which I told them they could eat half of in the car on the way home from the park. They were to save the other half for after dinner.

Of course, my law-abiding oldest ate exactly half of his chocolate and set the rest aside. He then informed me that his brother ate more than half.

Me - "JJ, did you eat half the chocolate?"

Him - around a mouth full of chocolate "Yes."

Me - "How many pieces to you have left?"

Him - around another mouth full of chocolate "Two."

Me - "Stop eating. No more chocolate."

Him - "OK."

Him 30 seconds later - "Mom, I'm going to eat one more."

Me - "No. You have two pieces of chocolate left, you had better have two pieces of chocolate left when we get home."

Him - "OK."

At home he climbs out of the car with a piece of chocolate halfway in his mouth.

Me - "Don't eat that."

Him - "I was just licking it."

I decided it was best to remove the temptation and took the chocolate. Then that I realized that the two pieces had handed me were actually the final square of chocolate - broken in half.

Did I mention that we live FIVE MINUTES from the park?

I guess I can't punish him for being clever.