Yesterday we celebrated my paternal grandfather's 94th birthday at my uncle Shannon's house! The party was wonderful, with good company and delightful stories about my grandad! Cale kept asking silly questions, like Mommy, may I eat this broccoli? Mommy, may I eat this carrot? I was, in fact, starting to suspect that Cale's favorite part of the party was having the platter of crudities within his easy reach. (Karston ate some crackers, and thought about the noodles.)
Tonight when we asked Cale what he wanted for dinner, he said, I want to go back to the house with broccoli and carrots. I couldn't convince him that our broccoli and carrots were good enough to eat, or that my uncle might be a bit surprised to see us the following night (since he knows restaurants are generally open when we want to eat).
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