As I've mentioned here from time to time, the boys have been surprisingly resistant to eating anything I make. I'm often surprised they don't just turn into stick figures.
So I haven't thought they were big fans of my cooking. And they probably aren't. But I realized today that N-man at least has extremely high expectations for my abilities. Here was our conversation this morning, when he wanted Apple Cinnamon Cheerios (his favorite).
N-man: We have apples, don't we?
N-man: And there's cinnamon in this house?
Me: Yes, why?
N-man: Why don't you just make me some Apple Cinnamon Cheerios?
Me: I think I'll just pour them out of the box.
N-man: No, I want the ones you make.
I guess I'm supposed to figure out how to make cereal for him. Perhaps I'll just pour the box onto a cookie tray while he's not looking!
Another funny N-man realization today: B-man had fallen and was crying, and N-man always likes to sing to him to make him feel better. Today he sang the ABCs. And at the end, he sang, "Now I know my Abe Eeee Cees". I asked him to repeat himself, and he definitely said it again. So funny, since at the beginning of the song he knows it's A B C! The world must be such a weird place for kids!
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