I made scrambled eggs and blueberry muffins for dinner tonight. (Why yes, I am the best mother alive, thanks for noticing.) Adam hates eggs. Hates 'em. Always has. I went through all my bag of tricks tonight, begging, pleading, etc. and I decided to put ketchup on them to see if that would entice him to eat them. I recently discovered that he loves ketchup. The conversation proceeded as follows:
Noel: What are you doing?
Me: Putting ketchup on Adam's eggs.
Noel: Why?
Me: Because maybe he'll eat them if they have ketchup on them.
Mike: Why doesn't he like eggs?
Me: Beats me.
Noel: Maybe it's because he's a veterinarian.
Mike: He was in the war?
Priceless.
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Random factoid of the day:
If your toddler shoves a raisin up his nose at 9:00 pm, when you take it out at 1:00 pm the next day it will no longer be a raisin but a slightly shriveled grape.
Also, The nostrils of toddlers can stretch to accommodate a host of items. If I ever get into drug smuggling I know where I'm hiding the merchandise.
3 comments:
Hilarious! BTW, we ALWAYS eat ketchup on our scrambled eggs. Well, except for Greg. He thinks we are wierd, but I grew up eating ketchup on everything and have proudly passed it on to my kiddos. I actually can't stomach scrambled eggs without it :)
Hey, I'm too lazy to e-mail! Ha. If I wanted to buy a buttercup bag, how much would that be?
Okay, so this was weird. As I was pulling up your blog I was asking Tyson why on earth he was putting ketchup on his eggs that I had just made him for dinner...
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