So, my baby has figured out how to open the refrigerator and help himself to anything he wants. Twice, I have walked into the living room to see him having a snack....butter. The first time this happened he just looked at me, smiled, and said "Nummy!". The second time, I said "Kirk! What are you eating?" and he said "Butter", as if I was the dumbest person on this planet for not knowing that was his favorite treat. So, now, the butter stays in the back of the fridge, simply because Daddy has a sensitive gag reflex and doesn't like hearing butter eating stories.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Nummy
So, my baby has figured out how to open the refrigerator and help himself to anything he wants. Twice, I have walked into the living room to see him having a snack....butter. The first time this happened he just looked at me, smiled, and said "Nummy!". The second time, I said "Kirk! What are you eating?" and he said "Butter", as if I was the dumbest person on this planet for not knowing that was his favorite treat. So, now, the butter stays in the back of the fridge, simply because Daddy has a sensitive gag reflex and doesn't like hearing butter eating stories.
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seriously, your kid and mine could be best friends... although she doesn't OFTEN get butter, she loves it when she does. Mostly she goes for the cheese. The other day she got shredded cheese all over the kitchen floor. FUN FUN!
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