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Tonight’s food adventure:

Josh: “Ooh mom, pot-pies are good. It’s like a veggie muffin!”

Me: (Grinning like the Cheshire cat) “Yessss, yessss. It’s a veggie muffin.”

I am the Snidely Whiplash of dinner options.

Oh hey tiny terrorist, sorry I gave you the “pink” bowl (actually turquoise) with your delicious homemade oatmeal… When you run out of vitriol in your prison cell (room) or decide to end your hunger strike, you can join the rest of us peasants who eat our gruel with gratitude. #sorrynotsorry

This morning’s car ride on the way to school:

Me: “Josh, are you looking forward to getting back to preschool after vacation?”

Him: “Yeah. I get to see my friends Spencer, Jackson, Lucas and Sofia.”

Me: “Sofia. I haven’t heard you mention her before. What is it about Sofia that makes her interesting?”

Him: “She likes to play baseball with me.”

Me: “I should have guessed.”

Last night, A.J. Pollock was injured during the DBacks game. I turned to Josh:

“J! The DBacks are running low on players. They need some players… are you ready? What position are you going to play… are you going to play in the outfield?”

Josh (still staring intently at the screen): “No mom, I not play outfield…. I just play baseball.”

Me: “Of course.”

My husband, literally the best dad on the planet, just came in from work, whisked both boys (ages 3.5 & 1.5) away for the D-Backs game. The silence in the house is almost deafening. I think I’ll finish my dinner at my own pace and without interruption, maybe use the bathroom by myself, then turn on the game and think about how much fun they’re having eating junk food and running around the ballpark 😉