weird eats…

Everyday my children ask for peanut-butter and honey sandwiches.

Their FAVORITE lunch.

The other day my son asked for the usual with olives.

I of course took this to mean, “olives on the side”.  Ergo:


“Your order sir”

However, my son seemed to have some issues:



Me: “What’s up, Buddy?”

Cy: “MOM! I said peanut-butter-honey sandwich WITH olives”

Me: “But, that’s what I did”

Apparently that’s NOT what he had meant, and he proved it to me:


disgusting. One dirty sandwich, shaken not stirred.

Yup, now that is a peanut-butter-honey-AND-olive sandwich.

And you know what?

He ate the entire thing… and asked for it again the next day.

I’m sure there’s a life lesson in this somewhere.  Like, “If you know what you want, don’t let anyone talk you out of it”, or “Don’t be afraid to think outside the box, you might discover something delicious.”  or “Go ahead and gross-out your mom.”

Whatever, I’m just glad he eats.

About trinakhobbs
This entry was posted in Children, food, Parenting woes and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s