Here we are, celebrating Thanksgiving with the grandparents. Each kiddo has a small helping of meat, veggies, green bean casserole and crawfish dressing on their plate.
I keep trying to encourage the Gator-boy (age 3 1/2) to try his food.
He’ll eat all the meat but nothing else!
I point out that crawfish is meat…..”NO!”
Wanna try some off Momma’s fork?….”NO!”
I’m gonna steal it if you don’t eat it….mmmm mmm…so good….here, you wanna bite? … “NO!”
OK, fine, I give up. Eat the meat, leave the rest, at least you’re quiet and happy and not starting a food fight in Mimi’s formal dining room.
Then I get caught up cutting meat for Sonshine……
That’s when I hear it. “Crawfish!…giggle”
I turn around to see that Grandad is helping Gatorboy search for, find and EAT all the crawfish out of his dressing. Grandparents have magic 🙂
I may have to change my name.