Last night when I (C) got home for dinner, the boys had already left the table- but they had not finished their dinner. Both of our boys have an affinity for bread- especially buttered bread- and came downstairs to try to get bread. Mommy informed them that they needed to eat their lasagna to get more bread. They gave up their argument rather quickly as Davis made his way to the table to make a more personal plea. While he approached us, Aidan flew up the stairs and Mommy remarked, "He just stole bread."
So I got to chase down the bread thief. Aidan ran straight to his bedroom and got as far under his bed as he possibly good. When I asked him to come out, he told me, "I don't like meat, Daddy." When I told him to come out again, he thought about it and then threw the bread out. After I stopped laughing, I pulled him out for the big TO.
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Today, I made my usual afternoon stop home for a Coke and learned Kate and the boys had had their long talk about our recently deceased turtle, Pete. Davis ran up to me and said, "Daddy, Pete went dead." I told him I was sorry to hear that and asked him how that made him feel. He replied, "Good."
3 comments:
Dad and I are still laughing - I actually have tears running down my face. The funniest part to me is the irony of the kid who was never made to eat anything he did not like (his mother was not very good at this!) is the one who is able to chase down a bread thief!! Go CW!! Mom :-)
This post just CRACKS ME UP! I can actually remember times when you and my Sarah turned your nose up at food and Abby and Ben dug right in. Really funny! Justice does prevail, it just takes a generation for the circle to come back around. Hah!
"Momma said there'd be days like this..."
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