One evening early this past week, we were eating some leftover Thanksgiving dinner for supper. Here's part of a conversation that transpired between Caleb and Ryan...
Caleb (while eating sweet potatoes topped with marshmallows): Daddy, marshmallows are yummy and healthy.
Ryan: You're right, Caleb. Marshmallows are yummy, but they're not that healthy. They have a lot of sugar in them.
Caleb: No they don't. You're just kidding me.
Ryan (stifling laughter): No kidding, Caleb -- they really have a lot of sugar. They're made with sugar and some air to fluff them up. (How do you explain that to a preschooler?)
Caleb (after thinking for a moment): So will eating marshmallows help you breathe?
And one about Logan, our uber-competitive child as referenced in the previous post:
We ate at Chick-fil-A this past Friday evening. The boys usually have nuggets, but this time Caleb decided to have a chicken sandwich. Logan and Toben split an 8-count of nuggets. The rule is that the boys have to eat a good meal before going to play in the play area.
We noticed that Logan didn't waste much time getting busy eating his share of the nuggets. After a little while, with ketchup lining the edges of his mouth, Logan leans over to Ryan, taps him on the shoulder, and this is what he said...
"Daddy, I ate all of my chicken. I won." -- as matter of fact as can be. Dead-pan face and all.
Of course, with the "I won" he raised his right arm straight up in the air.
1 comment:
Lol...love it!
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