Again, if Carson could speak, it would have gone something like this...
MOMMY: "What do you want for breakfast today, Baby?"
CARSON: "I'd like diced peaches and pears for breakfast....and a few Ritz crackers. By the way, I ate mashed up spaghetti and meatballs for lunch yesterday at school. I also had corn and diced peaches. What do you want to eat for breakfast, Momma?"
MOMMY: "I believe I'll eat crow, Kid."
Carson decided to graduate to table food yesterday. That's right, just hours after I blogged about my frustrations. Coincidence? I don't think so...Carson, you continue to teach me valuable lessons and put things in to perspective. I love you, Bug!
Friday, June 26, 2009
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