Anyway, I posted some pictures, but just had a few funny stories to share.
To prelude, I have to say that Tate loves to eat. If anyone reading this does not know, he rarely skips a meal and always eats almost everything given to him. He also gets his business done. While Logan goofs around and never eats, Tate is done in 5 minutes having finished everything on his plate. Breakfast is probably his best meal, with it being Logan's worst.
While we were getting ready to go to Bear World, I got the best Mother's Day gift ever--Tate, my early riser, slept until 7:45 a.m.! By far a record for him. Anyway, we were hurrying to get ready and while I was getting ready, I heard Todd feeding the kids breakfast. There were sounds of waffles and cereal. A little while later when we were putting things in the car, Tate found a container of crackers and cookies in the pantry and was double fisting them into his mouth. In the car, with one hand tightly clenched around the container and the other shoving FIVE--yes five, cookies into his mouth, I said, "Tate, what's the deal? Didn't daddy just feed you breakfast?" Todd said, "I thought you fed him breakfast! You always feed him first!" Which in his defense is true. We--okay I---totally forgot to feed my kid breakfast! And on Mother's Day and everything! I did stop and buy him a donut. I totally win the Mother of the Year contest.



1 comment:
Ehh! Donuts taste better anyways. lol and it was a combination of the two of you's fault.
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