We had swimming lesson this morning, and while the older two LOVED IT, Toby was crying & scared of the water... It's times like this when I remember that he's only three. He's still so little. I hope he warms up to the idea, or it's going to be a painful two weeks.
At lunch I tried to give Clayton a handful of watermelon because he hadn't gotten any, and he refused. I asked him what fruit he planned on eating then, since watermelon was the only option. He said, "mom, I don't need any watermelon. I have bacon."
Um, nice try buddy, but I'm afraid that doesn't count. ;) Now, if Micheal Symon were in charge, on the other hand...