Special J’s

My kids are so special.  I know it, you know it.

I’ve been attempting to foster their growing desire for independence by teaching them to do more things for themselves.  Let’s get these guys grown and out of the house already.  Not.  Or at least to the age they can stay at home by themselves.  When is that magical age, by the way?  Is it coming soon?

The latest foray into big-boyhood involved me teaching the boys how to efficiently spread substances on bread.  You know, making sandwiches.  We’ve practiced with things like butter, peanut butter and jelly.

A few weeks ago, they asked if they could make themselves a snack.  I was feeling quite confident in their new sandwich-making abilities and loved that they wanted to do it by themselves, so I gave my permission and waited in the living room. 

I think it was after I heard them talking about mayonnaise that I went to check on them.

Yikes.

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I call them Special J’s.

You’ve got your mustard.

You’ve got your peanut butter.

You’ve got your jelly.

You’ve got your mayonnaise.

You’re probably wondering if they actually ate these.

The answer is: oh yeah!

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Jude – my pickiest eater – gobbled the whole thing up.

Jett ate a good half of his.  I don’t know why he stopped, but I assume it had something to do with it tasting bloody awful.  That’s just a guess.

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