My Astronaut and his Waffles.

I may or may not have mentioned here that my son is a picky eater.

For being a "picky" eater he actually eats healthier than any of the rest of our household because of his love for smoothies. Momma makes sure plenty of veggies get hidden in those! And, he picks them himself!

Today, however, is such a good example of his picky behavior that I can't resist sharing.

He loves WAFFLES.

But not just any waffle will do.

If I am not making Hungry Jack waffles fresh in my waffle iron, then they must meet the following requirements:

1. Store brand, Eggo, you name it: doesn't matter. BUT you better not try to offer him any of those Buttermilk or "Plain" ones. Because. YUCK. He'll tell you they aren't waffles.

2. Strawberry or blueberry is currently where it is at. Again, don't test him on this, anything else is not really waffles.

3. Lightly toast his waffles, don't make them too dark or too crunchy. He won't touch it.

4. Add butter. Only a LITTLE bit, and it better be completely melted by the time you set it in front of him. SERIOUSLY.

5. NO syrup. Not even a drop. He is more likely to throw them at you, than eat them, if there is syrup.

6. Cut into nice easy-to-pick-up-with-a-fork bites. Some days he may decline a utensil and use his hands but you run the risk of him not wanting to eat if you don't offer him one.

7. Be ready to make another waffle when his is almost done. Having to wait more tends to leave him uninterested in your efforts to make him more.


He is cute so he gets away with his demands.

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My sister's youngest child, born my nephew, is special. There are plenty of arguements to be made. Every. Single. Child. Is Special. What I mean is... My nephew wants to be my niece.


My NEPHEW
wants to be
my NIECE
and...

I don't care.


Now, before you jump to conclusions or want to hunt me down, I'll explain:

I don't care because:

I will continue to love HER.
I will continue to be proud of HER.
I will fight for HER.
I will fight for HER rights.
As I will fight for everyone's rights.

To me it's a non-issue.

If anyone attacks HER.
Or bullies HER.

They better be ready.

Because I'll fight anyone who says that just because SHE was born with a penis, but feels SHE is truly meant to be FEMALE, she doesn't have the same human rights as everyone else.

I have seen these thoughts and words poured out all over lately and I don't understand what is wrong with people.

When I look at my FRIENDS.
When I look at my FAMILY.
I do not see:

Race.
Gender.
Religion.
Nationality.

I see a HUMAN BEING. And, anyone I call FRIEND or FAMILY is someone I LOVE.

Love does not see labels.

So why should we?

May I have.

We've been struggling to get Tiny Viking to speak in multi-word "sentences" and she does have a growing number of two-word and a tiny set of three-word sentences she will string together but really her opinion seems to be:

"If I can say it in one word, why use more?"

It is hard to argue with the logic she's created but we also know if she hasn't met certain goals by her 3 year well-check we are probably going to be told she needs speech therapy.

It's already been hinted at.

Don't get me wrong I have nothing against it, if that is what she needs. But... a few nights ago she overheard me offering things in the closet to Little Man because he was pointing to items on the shelf and he can't speak enough to tell me what he wants. One of the things I offered him was their foam sword. A few minutes later me and baby brother are now in the living room and Miss Viking is in their room. She was talking to herself and it took me a few moments to realize she was repeating over and over:

"May I have. May I HAVE. May I have?"

I walked into the room to ask what she was saying and she pointed up at the sword and stayed silent, except for that smile. The smile that wins every piece of my heart every. single. time.

I finally coaxed the word sword and the word please out of her so I brought them down. She may have some issues to work on. I don't know. But, I do know she is shy. AND stubborn.

And

Perfect.