Mr Music is at that Feed Me point of life, and just headed into puberty. Frankly, he has been a Feed Me kind of guy since Day 1 but it is getting worse. A couple years ago he started ending meals with, delivered as a single word, "MayIBeExcusedAndCanIMakeMyselfASandwich?"
But now tonight we had snack: cherry pie and ice cream. Then he said, in a pathetic tone, "I am starving. Can I have a sandwich? Or a cheesy tortilla? I need my after-snack dinner." It is going to be a long and expensive adolescence, isn't it?
We have one of those in our house too. We also have one who seems to be on a perpetual hunger strike and doesn't LIKE the usual things that fatten one up. His favorite foods are fruits and veggies. Go figure. I feel like I'm walking a balancing beam between these two most days. They are also roomies and share everything...so guess who gets all the food?
