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brigidNiko came into the kitchen this morning claiming he was hungry and requesting my “meal.” Meal? What meal? I’d just eaten cereal. Did he want cereal? No, he wanted “my meal,” and he wanted me to heat it up for him. He wanted… dinner? Chicken? No! My meal! It was behind that door (in the cabinet). After some pointing and questioning it turned out he wanted… instant oatmeal with dinosaurs in it. I was dubious. OF course! What 3 year old loves oatmeal? We only have it in the house because I bought it for a friend of mine and then Niko tore into the packaging… a year ago. Can’t send a torn up package. I put the kettle on and made him oatmeal.
My picky gags and pukes on textures child sat down and ate several spoonfulls of oatmeal. Sure, he was more intent on digging out and consuming the candy dinosaurs, but he still made a dent in the stuff. And by “stuff” I mean piping hot oatmeal. On a day projected to reach into the 90s. Because why not.
Then he threatened to “sell me to a bear.”
What I’m trying to say is, my kid is weird.
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Date: 2012-05-26 01:54 am (UTC)I suppose I put sugar on mine so I shouldn't be.
L enjoys oatmeal. He gets it frequently for breakfast--I make it for me and if he's eating at home he usually gets it. He eats it straight since I'm trying to keep him from developing too much of a sweet tooth, and he eats it just fine. He does enjoy raisins, though, if I remember to give him some.