Thursday, August 20, 2009

Future Mr. Fatty Fat-Fat?

Tonight, for dinner, Teddy ate an omelette with bacon, cheese and peas, a corn cob, a banana, a bowl of yoghurt with blueberries and a piece of vegemite toast.

And still he yelled at me when I closed the kitchen.

Good healthy appetite? Or binge-eater + enabling mother with 'feeder' complex?

(Meanwhile, I had to encourage Ivy through her omelette by naming every bite a different Wiggle.)


  1. Boys are just eating-machines. My bff was always stunned by the amount my son Dave could eat. Then she had a son of her own and now we compare grocery bills lol.

  2. This is so our house at the moment. Noah will only eat if I keep urging him to. Scout will eat everything, and then eat Noah's leftovers. And she's earned the name Compost.

  3. Ivy's middle name is Scout! Snap. See, you really should move to the south coast.

  4. Growth Spurt? Just a garbage guts? he's such a handsome and healthy looking fellow, he needs all that fuel to keep that glow from the inside.


Thanks for talking to me. I don't got cooties. Oh, except for when I got cooties.