Monday, February 06, 2006


This past summer on July 26th, 2005 I was still in bed, but I heard a noise out in the kitchen. I figured it was Taylor, but thought I'd better go out to make sure. On the way to the kitchen I peeked in the boys room and noticed that Taylor was still asleep in his bed and Carson's bed was empty. Uh-Oh. I could only imagine what Carson was up to now by himself. So I walk into the kitchen and there sits Carson on the kitchen counter. He had the bread bag open and was stuffing 2 slices of bread in his mouth. "Carson!" I shouted. "What are you doing?" He replied in a muffled voice, "I eating toast." I guess he was so hungry he couldn't wait for Mom to get him breakfast. He's quite the independent spirit.

Just the other day he wanted a snack in the pantry and apparently didn't want to ask for help but it was just out of his reach. He knows he's not supposed to pull the chairs away from the table, so he goes to the kitchen-all-purpose-junk-drawer and takes out a wooden spoon. All this time I am watching from the other room where he doesn't notice me. He walks over to the pantry and reaches up with the spoon and sure enough, he knocks down the box of fruit snacks.

His obsession with food continues. Back in October 2005 he received $5 from his "maga" Becky and Ed. I asked him what he was going to buy with his money and he replied, "Maybe grapes or bananas."

1 comment:

  1. Holy cow, Lynette! Do you ever feed the poor child?!?!?! LOL! I love what he was going to buy with his $5! Great entry!


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