On Strike

Our little dude is on a major veggie strike

All vegetables?  Fed directly to the dog off his tray.

It made me feel slightly better when I ran by Robbie's school yesterday and there were peas all over the ground under every other kid's seat too. 

But when do you worry that your kid isn't eating vegetables?  At all. 

He can put back fruit with the best of them, but my "I'm not going to raise a picky eater" mantra is being totally destroyed.  Advice from others who have been there are much appreciated.  He'll still eat a puree if I offer it, but I don't want to go back to "baby" food if we don't have to

Pain

Robbie has discovered Barney.  Painful.

(But helpful when you are trying to get dinner on the table).

(Yes, sometimes my child notices that a TV exists.  Sign me up as a terrible parent).

The Past

Four Years Ago...

Twelve Years Ago... (gulp)

(Reminding myself to find some photos from eight years ago in Boston).

And tonight?  I watch CSPAN.

Don't worry Democratic friends, I'll be back in full force in 2016.  Also, could you make the Convention in a city that isn't so hot in August?

Football is back and other adventures

The one of the best days of the year was yesterday - college football kicked off.

Robbie and I got to watch the 1st quarter with Robbie before he had to head up to bed.  He knows what a ball is and loves to "throw" across the floor to Susann or me.

In other news we are beginning the transition to milk from formula and from a bottle to the "sippy"cup.  Word for the wise - DO NOT try this for the first time when in the car.  Robbie gave it a game effort but no more than half of the milk went in his mouth.  The rest went all over him and his seat.  I have been thinking for sometime that people where exaggerating when they were talking about the bad milk smell - I was wrong.

and the best part of the weekend?  Clemson won, in Atlanta no less!