12:05 pm August 16, 2010If there was any doubt as to the extent of my meanness…
This is the face that slobbered at my knees all morning… pudgy hands clutching at my pajama pants… hoarse, choking sobs echoing through the kitchen…
All because I would not — would NOT — allow him to eat chocolate pudding for breakfast.
I instead forced him to eat banana pancakes slathered with a liter of syrup. Forced him, guys.
Votes are in: Worst. Mama. Ever.
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Sugar content and high carbs pancakes, give the boy his freaking pudding!
Comment by Shahara — August 16, 2010 @ 12:11 pm
That was kinda the point… I didn’t miss the irony of it.
Comment by SuzyG — August 16, 2010 @ 12:31 pm
Look at his face!!!! Ugh! How could you say no to that perfect face? Poor baby. Come to Auntie Katies house I will give you all the chocolate you want. Hahhaaaa! Its always fun to toture a fellow Mama.
Comment by Katie Stanworth — August 16, 2010 @ 1:53 pm
I’m pretty sure he will be scarred for life, and that face will no doubt haunt you for the rest of yours! Next time try throwing out some celery as an alternative, I bet those pancakes will quickly start looking like pudding. =)
Comment by Diana — August 17, 2010 @ 5:08 am
You jerk.
Comment by Heather — August 26, 2010 @ 3:51 pm
Criminal, really. He is SO cute.
Comment by lisa milton — September 5, 2010 @ 6:33 am