Scrumpy barely drinks juice. He is a milk and water kind of guy. Repeatedly, he has accidentally tried soda and repeatedly rejected it. While he may not embrace the vegetable like he used to, we hold on to these saving graces, fooling ourselves that we are good parents striving for the right nutrition.
Then there is Baby. I don't know when it happened, but my story is that when I was not looking, he snuck a sip of my Arnold Palmer and has not looked back! Now, every time we go to a restaurant, he clamors for my drink. How disappointed was he when I ordered a beer!
This is also a child who will NEVER slide down a slide unless it is head first. As if that is standard protocol.
Is this personality, the terrible twos, or second child syndrome? Or was I just fortunate enough to get the combo of all three?
Yep, this is going to be better...a family blog!
ReplyDeleteHe sounds like our second child... yikes!! Yay for the new blog!
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