Yawn

Kostyn and I got up early this morning. Real early. I was annoyed, snuggled as I was under the covers, not wanting to move. But a toddler waits for no sleeping parent. So, up we got. Him, babbling all the way down the stairs; me, cursing silently.

We wandered into the kitchen for breakfast, and when I opened the fridge door to get out his usual yogurt, fruit and milk, he spotted it: The pasta and sauce he'd had the night before for dinner. He LOVES pasta and sauce (good little Italian boy that he is). He grabbed that Tupperware dish off the shelf and handed it to me, then ran to his high chair. I cocked one eyebrow and thought about it. Pasta for breakfast? I've had worse. Bill Cosby has given his kids worse. But it's not breakfast food. I tried putting the pasta back in the fridge and said "You can have that for lunch; how about a waffle and some yogurt for breakfast?" He ran back into the kitchen and grabbed the pasta off the shelf. Thrust it at me. Gave me a look. Turned back to his high chair.

I heated up the pasta. He ate every bite. And now we're BOTH smiling.

6 comments:

Tara @ Feels like home said...

Grace loves pasta, too. Those Piccolinni shapes that we sampled last week are perfect for her. They're the normal shapes but in miniature. Great toddler food!

Allison Bonner said...

I had baked beans for breakfast the other morning and a veggie patty the morning before (I haven't felt like cereal). Nothing wrong with it!

Kim said...

He's a man who knows what he wants!

Robyn said...

Baked beans for breakfast, Allison?

Sheila said...

I had sloppy joes for breakfast this morning. Hey, it's protein! When this girl cooks (which we all know ain't often), she gets major mileage out of it.....

Allison Bonner said...

exactly!!!