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The Toddler needed a little extra incentive to eat his broccoli last night. Husband, trying to improve upon his usual dinosaur analogy, encouraged him to pretend he was a giant eating his way through the forest. The Preschooler, ever the helpful assistant, objected.
“Giants don’t eat trees," he corrected. "They eat Englishmen.”
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Heeee! Well, at least the broccoli was good last night.
Posted by: Sally | August 31, 2008 at 10:15 AM
Ha! Love kids.
Posted by: katie | August 31, 2008 at 10:40 AM
Dangerously smart kid. Dad is definitely going to have to step up his game. ;)
Posted by: Rebecca | August 31, 2008 at 10:47 AM
Well, that's that for literacy, then!
No more books!
Posted by: cookiecrumb | August 31, 2008 at 07:12 PM
What a brilliant little wiseass! You must be so proud!
Posted by: Jess | August 31, 2008 at 10:22 PM
Gotta admit, kid's got a point.
Posted by: NurseJen | August 31, 2008 at 10:54 PM
Eeek! But I'm English... oh, wait, he said EnglishMEN, well that's okay then. Fee, fie, foe, fum!
Posted by: CaroB | September 01, 2008 at 07:59 PM
CaroB: You're safe until there's a shortage of tasty English males.
NurseJen: He's always one step ahead of us.
Jess: So proud!
CC: Let the book ban begin. First to be burned: Jack and the Beanstalk.
Rebecca: Or spankings, if all else fails.
Katie: I really admire their clarity of thought.
Sally: Yes, fortunately, I did not fuck up the broccoli.
Posted by: Tammy | September 02, 2008 at 09:32 PM
That's what I used to do when I was a kid. Pretend that the broccoli were trees and I was a giant, I mean. Not that I needed much incentive to eat my broccoli...I actually like broccoli. Or at least the broccoli my mom makes.
Posted by: Yumi | April 07, 2009 at 03:31 AM