we just finished dinner. grandma made stew and the only way i could get isaiah to eat it was to feed it to him like a baby. yes, i talked to him like a baby, cut the food into small bites, and clapped and said 'yay' for him when he took a bite. on the other hand, my real baby fed herself. also eating stew, but elbow deep, shoving it into her face. halfway through the stew my 3 year old baby said that when he was done he was going to let me put him down on the floor and he would crawl around. sure, whatever it takes to get you to eat dinner without drama.
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grandpa started a new job and therefore had to give his company car back. so the past few days he's been looking for cars. today he picked out several cars, all jeep, and then went driving to find them. half way through dinner he walked in the door and came to the table. grandpa started telling us about all the different cars, what he liked what he didn't. finally isaiah said, 'grandpa, what are you talking about?' grandpa told him that he was looking at cars, then showed him a picture and said, 'what do you think?' silence. grandpa then asked 'what does it look like?' isaiah froze, stared at the picture of the jeep and then said, 'well, it looks like an all terrain vehicle to me.'
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I'm picturing that messy stew, all over your girl.
That's pretty funny!
The lengths we go to to accomplish things! Good job for being creative rather than getting annoyed with your little guy!
You are an amazing mom! I wish Alaythia had rubbed off some of her good eating skills on Caleb!
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