Corn on the Cob
Maddox is no longer into kiddie food. Whenever we decide to eat, he wants to eat our food and not his disgusting conglomerate of turkey/sweet potato puree.
So I just give him half of my corn on the cob. He loves to grind away at it. He likes it so much that he shoots me a dirty look if I put his down to take a bite of mine.
Soon, he is sick of relying on me and jams the whole thing in his mouth and proceeds to scrape all the corn off. Somehow that is more efficient to him.
The best part will be tomorrow when Kerri finds a corn on the cob in his diaper. hahaha
posted by Ken @ 7/24/2007 06:05:00 PM
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3 Comments:
hahaha...look at the widows peak on that child.
its almost as hairy as that wrist feeding him the corn. i hope that is ken and not kerri.
rest assured, that is ken and not me. but really, how did our boy get a widows peak when neither of us have one? hummmm.....
I thought you would be able to tell it was me by the angle of my thumb
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