I have a TON of pictures to share with you from our day today. We packed up the family and spent the day in Carson City. It was really a lot of fun too! The purpose of going was to take Harry to a museum for his Cub Scouts badge, but we wanted to just have a nice, family day on top of that. And we did.
At one point, we were all thirsty and needing a little break so we stopped by McDonalds. Kile and I drank our fill while the little ones had hot fudge sundae’s to enjoy. Liam and Evie were to share a sundae, as with everything these days. Evie was ALL OVER her sundae. Or rather, her sundae was all over her since she had it dripping down her face and didn’t care one bit. She LOVED it.
Liam? Well. I’ll let the pictures tell the story.
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Liam is introduced to what is left of the sundae (Evie had her share while Liam was playing in the PlayPlace). He is skeptical.
Liam rejects the very presence of the hot fudge sundae. It offends him to his core!
Try a bite! You’ll like it! YEAH RIGHT.
Please don’t make me eat that tasty hot fudge sundae! It BURNS!
This is pure stubbornness, folks.
I shall clench my jaws against this foul intruder!
He is just plain, dead set against it.
It’s not that he doesn’t like ice cream. He does. But he doesn’t like anything DIFFERENT. Ice cream at home is vastly different from ice cream at McDonald’s, at least in his mind. He is a picky eater, yes, but this whole “no change” philosophy of his sure puts pickyness on it’s ear. And it makes eating out with him SO MUCH FUN.
Of course, as with any child who is stubborn and resistant to change, the best thing you can do is to lay off the pressure and let them come to it on their terms. Which is what we did after we stopped laughing. And guess what? It wasn’t long at all before he was ready to try a bite. And, gosh darnit, he liked it.
What a weird kid.
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This reminds me – one Thanksgiving my mom was trying to give my niece a bite of green beans, and she was NOT having it. There was crying and kicking, she was sobbing, “But Nonna I don’t like carrots!!!” And, my mom simply said, “Alana, this is a green bean” and guess what? She stopped crying and took a bite. Silly girl.
Oh that was hysterical, Marilyn. I guess someone clued him in to girl cooties and the fact that evie might have left some in the ice cream. He had to wait for them to expire before he could have any.
So cute! The last picture is hysterical!
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