Tanner thought these hot-dog like sediments would be tasty and begged and begged for me to open the can. He even successfully retrieved the can-opener for me to pry the lid off...so after arguing that he wouldn't like them yet he still thought they were a 'treat', I opened the can and got him a plate and grabbed my camera.
He struggled getting the first meat log out of the container, so I asked if I could help him, and just to be on the safe side, cut it into bite-sized pieces. I wouldn't want him to choke on it...but that's what he did - almost.
After getting out the rest of the little meat logs and precisely stacking them like a pile of firewood, we dared to taste one...and immediately spit it back out...I proceeded to tell him, "I told you so" in that smart-mom kind of way, all the while laughing at his facial expressions.
When it was all said and done, I helped him down from the table and just before he ran off to play, I dumped the 'glorious food' into the garbage...which Tanner loudly objected to. After that, I spent a good five minutes reminding him that he didn't like them, he had spit them out, and now they were on top of a pile of dirty, stinky diapers...
Hopefully we don't have to use our new '72-hour food cans' anytime soon, because meal number three, where the vienna sausage is supposed to be eaten, might go un-eaten by Tanner. :)
2 comments:
Guilty Confession: I really like Vienna Sausages! I ate them when I was Tanner's age and I still have a thing for them. Landon is pretty fond of them too :-) Grossed out?
Sorry Stevie, but I don't blame Tanner for spitting them out ;) I can't even look at them. I think we ate them at round-up once and they were ok, until Keith and Reed started telling me stories. Well, that was the end of that.
But Deanna, Thanx for your help and I hope I can make my blog as cute as yours!
Luv ya tons!
Stephanie
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