Dinosaurs Eat Vegetables

To quote a beautiful women (my wife)… “Hell hath frozen over!”

On the menu for dinner on a regular night for Oliver…

1. Chicken Nuggets (he’ll eat two)

2. Mac and Cheese (he’ll have three spoonfuls and feed the rest to Max)

3. Spaghetti with Cheeseballs (he’ll lick the parmigiana off the pasta and give the rest to Buster).

That was until this:

Yup… he’ll has frozen over… and this dinosaur is all about his vegetable medley!

Meat and Gummy Bears

Have you ever tried something new? As parents we try to get our children to try new foods on a regular basis. We ask them to be open to new things and not just say no when something unfamiliar is put in front of them.

The thing we don’t think about in this situation as parents is actions speak louder than words. Try to tell your child who spent an entire afternoon thinking up a meal that can be created out of food found sitting in the back of the refrigerator drawers and under the couch cushions that you aren’t hungry. Their lip begins to curl, tears well up in their eyes and then they give you the line every parent fears… the one where they throw something in your face that you use on them… “but, you always tell me to try new things!??!!” So you know when they hand you that plate or in our case a red solo cup filled with last week’s leftovers that you’re going to have to take one for the team.

There isn’t a chance you are going to be voted parent of the year, let alone get your kid to listen to you ever again if you don’t at least eat what’s in front of you. So with that being said, I present to you

Tomato- Fruit Salad over Yogurt

Happy Second Birthday Oliver

Two years old? Like how is that possible. (I mean I know how it’s possible in a literal sense… but still, I just can’t believe it. Thank you to an amazing mom who has done everything for this happy, healthy little man… a very caring older brother who has not one time pushed him down a flight of stairs… a loving Bammy who has helped to raise this little man. His Auntie buys him more clothes than any child needs and his Mima continues to buy him those damn remote control Magic Track cars which drive me crazy… thanks for that and thanks to all the amazing family and friends who have contributed in one way or another.

Dear Oliver,

I’m not sure what it’s like being the youngest or the second born. I was the oldest and loved that role, but I can imagine it’s not always easy being the little guy. Then again you are almost as big as your brother, so I’m not so sure how much longer we can use the phrase “the little guy.”

I guess the first thing I need to say is thank you. You have been an amazingly perfect blessing to mom and me. You have brought so much joy and happiness to everyone around you. Your huge smile and whimsical personality. You walk in and you light up the room. People are in a better mood when you are around. It’s unreal how much joy a little boy’s giggles can bring to so many people.

You’ve given your brother a best friend and especially someone to get in trouble with, although at times I suspect Jax is the one blaming you for his trouble, but that’s what older brothers are supposed to do! I love watching you two play together. I love watching how your eyes light up when you see him. I think Jax is a happier little boy because of you. You just do that to people. You make everyone better… happier.

You’re already such a sweet and caring little boy. You show kindness and compassion at such an early age it makes us forget how young you still are (I’m sure the fact that you eat like a grown man I’m sure contributes to that as well). You’re going to be a momma’s boy for sure, don’t get me wrong… being a momma’s boy is a great thing… just look at uncle Vinny.

Please keep your smile as big as it always is… your laugh as loud and continue to be inquisitive about the world around you. Don’t be afraid to ask questions, when you say sorry- mean it, be kind to strangers and animals and love your mother and brother. If you do those things you’ll always be in a good place.

I’m proud of you. I love you and I’m so thankful you came into our lives. Happy birthday (not-so) little guy

Love always,

Dad

Mr. Steal Yo’ Fries

  
Having a kid finally paid off… Went to dinner tonight with the family.  Nice establishment.  Market Place in Woodbury.  “From farm to table.”  

Ordered myself a gargantuan ribeye… garlic mashed and some string beans. Amazing.  But what kind of guy orders fries to go along with that??  No one does… So you just sit there and wish you had some fries to go with your juicy steak. Eyeing everyone around the restaurant who did order fries.  

What is a guy to do?  Umm… Hello… Order your son something from the kids menu.  Everything on the kids menu comes with fries.  Spaghetti and meatballs… Comes with fries, chicken noodle soup… Side of fries.  Jax loved his cheeseburger and four French fries… Dad enjoyed the rest!

 

Nothing better than eating french fries that you didnt even order. Makes you feel less unhealthy.