Saturday, December 7, 2013

Eat your vegetables!

Peregrine is an OK eater, but he - like many three year olds - only wants to eat the yummy parts. In his case, that means he mostly doesn't eat vegetables. He's ok with broccoli and carrots, sometimes, but by and large getting him to eat even a single bite of his veggies is like pulling teeth.

The other night, though, I had a cunning plan. Capitalizing in his recent trend towards oppositional defiance, after we served the plates I immediately told him "Peregrine, you're not allowed to have any more vegetables. That's ALL you get!"

He looked a little confused for a second, and then started asking 'why'...but I could see the defiance building behind his glasses. Pretty soon he was loading his fork with veggies, and taking huge bites and mouthfuls of them. I relented slightly and said, well, if he eats them all then <i>maybe</i> he could have some more, but until he ate them all what was on his plate was all he was allowed.

Would you believe, he even had seconds? It was a veggie mix, so he even ate green beans - something he has never been willing to choke down!

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Delicious

Sky came home quite late, but Peregrine was still awake (because three year old). She had come downstairs to say hi to me, and grabbed a quick drink of my rye (Pritchard's, of which I think highly!). She went back upstairs to say goodnight to Peregrine, and when she snuggled in close, he said "Mama, something smells delicious!" She replied that she had just had a sip of my drink. "What's it called?" Whisky. "Can I have some?" Nope, it's a grown-up drink.

He wanted a couple stories and the usual stall tactics, but then he wanted to get in close and give her a nice big kiss right on the lips...suspicious. Then he made a face..."I like how whisky smells but not how tastes."

Ah, whisky. :)

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