Short Stories
Melissa and I have had to resort to hilarious Oscar-winning performances in order to get Ian to try certain foods these days. It has worked twice now, and goes a little something like this…
Ian – (Crying, doesn’t want his food.)
Me – Sweetie… I don’t want to try mine either.
Melissa – Well, honey you should try it because you might like it.
Me – But I don’t WANT to.
Melissa – Well how will you know if you like it?
Me – I don’t know. I should try it?
Melissa – Yes, you should.
Me – Ok, I’ll try it… MMMM!!! This is REALLY good! Can I have more, please?
Ian – (Smiles, tries food. And after a few minutes, he even said…) I like dat.
We awoke this morning to a bit of a surprise… sadly a diaper had blown out in the wee hours of the morning, and the contained materials found their way around the room. So that needed some looking after.
“More train cake, please!” Is the sentence of the day. (That will be explained in full shortly…)