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Monthly Archives: June 2011
The last day of camping we woke up to heavy rain.
Daddy got up and braved the weather to cook up some breakfast. Pancakes and sausages. Then he served Little J and me in the comfort of our sleeping bags, warm and dry, in the tent. I guess you could call it breakfast in bed.
We got one plate to share, with a stack of pancakes and four sausages. Little J and I dug in.
Little J: Sausages are nice. I like sausages.
Me: Good, I am glad.
Little J: Here Mama, we can share. Two for you, two for me.
Me: That’s OK son, you can eat them all.
Little J: I don’t mind if we share. It is nice to share.
Me: I know how much you like them so you can have them all.
Little J: Here have one.
Me: I don’t like sausages.
Little J: You must try one bite. If you don’t like it, you can leave the rest.
Me: I tried them many times. I know I don’t like them.
Little J: That’s what I always say. And then you always say I must try one bite. Here Mama.
Good news is, my son does listen when I nag him. Bad news is, I hate sausages even more. Being a role model sucks. Do you think he will be this passionate about having at least one bite next time I serve him brussel sprouts?