Salad

For dinner tonight we had a rather delicious (if I must say so myself) roast beef with potatoes, carrots, green beans and salad. I cut up some tomatoes and cucumbers for the boys to dip into the salad dressing. Jameson declared that he wanted a salad too. I had my doubts but James dutifully threw together a quick salad for him too. I was so doubtful that I told Jameson if he ate his entire salad I would take him out for ice cream after dinner. I laughed as I said it because I truly believed that he would never be able to finish it. In the past he would try a leaf of lettuce and practically gag on it before spitting it out on his plate.
I have never seen that kid attack anything, let alone a vegetable, with such gusto. He polished off that salad so quickly it was amazing. All the while he was trying to determine what flavour of ice cream he wanted to eat. Not only did he finish his salad, every last leaf of it, he also polished off his meat and potatoes. I was impressed. He deserved the ice cream.
He ended up choosing vanilla. Kind of boring but he loves it. I chose pumpkin. I sure love fall!

Baby Talk

Lunch time conversations with Jameson....

JAMESON: Mommy, is the baby crying in your baby?

MOMMY: No sweetie.

JAMESON: Will the baby cry when he is born? (Wishful thinking that it's a boy, we don't know.)

MOMMY: Yes, more than you can imagine.

JAMESON: If the baby cries I'll give him a drink; he is probably just thirsty.

MOMMY: Uh, well, that might be one of the reasons. Mommy will take care of feeding the baby though.

JAMESON: Do you think he will want water or milk?

I love the fact that he is so concerned about his little sibling. I also love to get glimpses of how his brain works. Now I just have to remember to keep my eye on Jameson when he is with the baby to make sure no forein food end up in his/her mouth.

Lucky Charms

This morning the boys decided that they wanted daddy to give them breakfast. Okee dokee, no complaints here. :)
Well, I got downstairs expecting to see two bowls of oatmeal, one in front of each boy. I did find oatmeal in front of Jameson but not Stellan. Instead I found a bowl of cereal. Apparently my darling husband thought that Lucky Charms would be an acceptable breakfast. (Let me explain why they are in the house in the first place; I like them for an occasional late night snack. They are not meant for the children. I do not want to introduce them to sugary cerals yet less they lead to a lifelong desire for them as an occasional late night snack.)
Lo and behold my darling Stellan didn't exactly like the marshmallows. (Is he crazy!?!?!) In fact he ended up making a nice colourful pile of marshmallows on the table. Someone must have pushed them around a bit because there was a rainbow streak smothered all over the counter in a colourful trail. A lovely gooey mess. Oh well, at least I don't see a sugar ceral addiction in his future.