Okay, so lately Jeremy and I have been really working with Evan about table manners. The one thing that we are trying to get him to understand is that you need to eat the healthy stuff first than you can have the "cuke ies" as he pronounces it in a high pitch, delighted voice. He is getting better at it and understands the whole "if you eat 2 more bites you can have a 'cuke ie'". Also we haven't been able to have bread with dinner because he wants to eat all bread and nothing else. Last night, though, Jeremy was at basketball, so I decided to make him and I dinner. Which I admit I try not to be home on Monday nights with both boys and usually bum dinner off my parents. But last night I thought I would like to have date night with my little man. I made tilapia and mixed veggies. Out of laziness I didn't make any grain (rice etc) so I toasted some bread and knew I might have a fight on my hands, but I figured he is going to have to learn sometime that you can't have a whole loaf of bread for dinner. So I set the table and brought out his dinner with bread on the plate. I proceeded to sit down and because I was hungry started eating my bread. I am such a good role model - "do as I say, not as I do". I caught myself after a bite and looked over at Evan, expecting the worst. But to my surprise, he was sitting there longingly looking at his bread but eating his veggies. WOW! He has learned something, and me being an idiot almost undid everything we worked on this week. So after 2 bites of veggies, he looked at me out of the corner of his eye, with the "devil look" (we call it) and proceeded to inch his hand over to his bread, waiting for me to say something. I started to laugh out loud, which caused him to laugh uncontrollably. I told him he could eat the bread but to remember he needed to eat his dinner. So this is how it went, 2 bites veggies, one bite bread, 2 bites veggies, one bite bread, one bite tilapia - this fish isn't too bad - another bite tilapia, one bite bread, 2 bites tilapia (keep in mind he did this all on his own without any interference by me). By now he ate his whole plate and only half of his bread. He was done and didn't want any more. On to the "cuke ies, pweez!" He got his "cuke ies" and only wanted half of one and gave the rest to the dog.
My little man is growing up!
Even though these aren't pics from our date night, I am posting these because he looks like he is a big kid.
On a random note, check out Carter's bowling skills!