“Hey Josh, what would you like for lunch? How about I give you some options.”
Me: “Would you like some pizza?”
Him: “No, I want ‘options.'”
Me: “How about some raspberries?”
Him: ‘No, I want ‘options.'”
Me: “Would you like some cheese?”
Him: ‘No, I want ‘options.'”
[Who’s on first?] “Options” is clearly a new food group.
People ask me all the time “What is the secret to how moist this banana bread is?” It’s the pineapple. The canned crushed pineapple gives this bread it’s secret without even tasting like pineapple.
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It’s amazing. I purposefully cut back the sugar a bit from the initial recipe and upped the vanilla. If you use ripe bananas, that more than makes up for the sugar content. Besides, if you use too much sugar in your baked goods, it masks the other flavors.
Me to Josh: “Josh, would you like a fork with your lunch?”
Josh: “No.”
*Pause*
Josh: “Mommy, I want a fork.”
This about sums up life with a two-year-old.
Every morning I have one ambition: To be faster than my 11-month-old when we both realize I left the dog food and dog water within his reach.
Josh’s response to something I said: *puts his hand out to indicate -stop-* “Mom, I not trying to hear that!”