Josh had a meeting at church tonight and was not going to be home for dinner. Seeing that I'm quite unmotivated to cook in my current state, I decided that the boys and I could just eat cereal for dinner and call it a night. The boys have always been fine with this arrangement, but this conversation tells me that everything is changing. Justice ate dinner happy as could be (sugar and milk are his two main food groups... frosted mini wheats? yes please! A veritable feast!), but Howie... my boy is becoming a man.
Me: What?
Howie: I like hot things that you make in the oven, not cold things.
Me: Like what?
Howie: Uhh, like roast beef. Not cereal for dinner.
Yeesh.
4 comments:
haha! go howie! 'may i have another swice miss wisa?' something tells me he wouldn't say it like that anymore...
Go Howie. love love love this!
As one who is riding high the post pregnancy hormone roller coaster, my response (in my head) would go something like this: Then get in the kitchen and make your own *&%$ hot dinner! But seeing as it would be to a 4-year-old that would be quite inappropriate. So I'm glad you handled it the way you did :)
Bwahahha. Excellent. Hey, I'm only about 1 month behind on your blog, B. That's okay, right? Missed you guys at your parents' shindig yesterday!
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