Saturday, January 16, 2010

Tonight at dinner there was a fight.

Or maybe we should call it an argument? Disagreement?

You see, we had peas.


It's not what you think.



We had other food, too.


And the fight wasn't about not eating peas. The fight was over who got to eat the last of the peas.

They were on W1's plate and L1 thought that he should get them. W1 disagreed and shoveled them into his mouth as fast as he could. L1 was quite disappointed.





Did I ever think my children would be fighting over peas?

No. It was a little surreal.

3 comments:

Amy said...

Seriously the best fight ever.

Sarah said...

Wait until they are begging you for Brussels sprouts and artichokes...and then fighting over them.

Shannon said...

So cute. John discovered that Wes will eat salad. I am still in shock.