There are days when I wonder if my children are related to me.

I’m not sure they got a gene of mine at all.  Really.

Latest evidence?  Last night we fed Henry a bit of broccoli.

And he liked it.

A lot.

He was picking it up and stuffing it into his own mouth because we’re too slow, he liked it *that* much.

Weird, weird children.  The others like it too, you know.  *confused*

1. Go Henry! This should be encouraged, broccoli is a very good thing. I think your just the weird one, Deb.

   Posted by Dan  on  02/19  at  09:04 PM  from  Here
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