Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Lunch Time
At about ten o'clock each day, Jack starts telling me it's either lunch time or dinner time. He realizes in either scenario he gets food! When we do go into the kitchen for lunch (2 hours later) he has to bring an armful of books with him...just in case something unexpected happens to the living room in our absence. Our lunch setting is always like the pictures below. Books are scattered on the floor. Maggie is waiting patiently at the foot of the high chair for discarded scraps of PB&J sandwiches. And Jack is inevitably a mess. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
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How can you not love that mug?
There's nothing cuter than a chocolate pudding face! My house looks very similar, but instead of books, it's trucks or trains.
Jack's lunchtime sounds exactly like mine, when I get one. We should get together and have lunch some time. He can bring the pudding and Curious George, and I'll bring the sandwiches and latest issue of BrainChild. Have his people call my people and we'll set something up.
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