As you can see Rooney has tater tots (or just tots for you Napoleon Dynamite fans) on his tray. I am pleased to report that this is a new food in his repertoire. I am sure some other food got dumped, we just haven't been alerted yet. Anyway, since Rooney is eating tots I thought ketchup was the natural yin to the tot yang and I filled his plate with both.
We were having a very pleasant dinner when I look up and I see Rooney smothering himself in ketchup. He dipped his whole hand into the ketchup and just used it like a brush. Of course I was alarmed but once the first paint stroke is on the canvas what are you going to do? We let Picasso finish his meal and then sprinted to the clean up...
Things are so much easier with a boy...
(In interested of full disclosure this photo was taken several days later and that pregnant woman is not me)
3 comments:
He just might be your ticket to retirement.
Like mother, like son. Susie you did the same thing when you were about three, the medium was ketchup and mashed potatoes, which you hated. You used the ketchup to disguise the potatoes, then ultimately as your own personal disguise. Your grandmother thought a murder had been committed at the dinner table. Good times remembered.
Mike was more a spaghetti sauce and noodles artist.
GmaW
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