I guess utensils like, you know, FORKS and SPOONS are just boring.
See this?
And this?
Look closely.
That is a crayon, peeps. A nice, blue crayon.
Thankfully, most restaurants today don’t reuse their crayons, child after child, like they did when I was little. Who knows what would be on that blue piece of wax if they did. I’m sure this fearless fellow would have contracted some deadly disease by now as a result of this dinner.
Unless, of course and most likely, the germs were completely rendered harmless by all that cheese from macaroni which adorns my son’s face and the globs of whipped cream being eaten with said crayon.
Because we all know a little blue wax and a few shreds of soggy paper always make dinner a better event, don’t we?
*Giggle!*
Ah-ha … the blue wax and soggy paper make the REAL food taste SO yummy! Besides, eating with a crayon (rather than a knife and fork) is an ADVENTURE … !
Ashleigh, thank you so much for sharing some of your parenting joys on your blog. They are a blessing!
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0h my! *laughs*
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That is so funny. :) I love it!
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What fun to stop by and catch up on whats been going on over at your house. Gosh, does this bring back a flood of memories…it’s a wonder any of us survive! I had to smile at your discription of your post-delivery roller coaster emotions. I’m on the OTHER end of that (“change of life stuff”) and can end up crying at the drop of a hat as well. You have my TOTAL sympathy. Hormones have to be part of the curse on all daughters of Eve! And, you are correct-as difficult as mothering can be at times-you will blink and they are grown and gone. Your boys are just precious! Blessings to you all.
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Hey! I just discovered the comments you left on my blog! I am still learning the ropes but it won’t take me long! I miss you guys sooo much! And little boys are so fun arent they?!
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hee hee…too cute :)
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I love that guy!!!
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priceless!
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