I figured they'd be sitting around in their underwear talking sports and belching a lot. And for all I know, that's how it went down.
What I do know is that late in the afternoon, Mr. Dog called me at work to tell me that Big Dog had made himself a sandwich. Yes, my 4 year-old boy is starting to prep his own food. He'd finished his PB&J and asked for another sandwich (credit this massive appetite to a growth spurt).
Mr Dog asked "The same kind?"
Big Dog thought a moment and said "No. I want cheese. Cheese and jam."
"Cheese and jam? Ok, anything else?" Mr. Dog said mildly amused.
"Broccoli. I want broccoli" he replied.
So he made a cheese, lingonberry jam and broccoli sandwich. And ate it up.
I somehow don't think this one is going to catch on, but maybe some day I'll be watching him compete on Top Chef. He sure is, uh, innovative?
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