Tuesday, November 1, 2011

more fussy kid stuff that makes no sense

Back in the day B. used to eat bananas all the time. Then he stopped. But kept loving the Yo Gabba Gabba banana song.
Now he's given up eating pancakes. (Tears me up since these have been a constant.) But he loves the Pancake poem by Shel Silverstein.
WTF little dude? Toddlers are a mystery.
Who wants a pancake?
Sweet and piping hot?
Good little Grace looks up and says,
"I'll take the one on top."
Who else wants a pancake,
Fresh off the griddle?
Terrible Theresa smiles and says,
"I'll take the one in the middle."

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