Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Its 1:00 A.M. Do you know where your children are?

"Don't spoil your appetite!"

I grew up hearing that, but never understanding what it meant.  As a kid I was a garbage disposal.  I could eat and eat and eat and eat.  And I did.  I always ate.  My appetite was never spoiled.  I could eat cookies and then eat dinner.  Not a problem.  Spoiling your appetite is just something parents would tell their kids because they didn't want their kids to have any good food.

But, I was wrong.  Evidently some kids really do have a spoilt appetite. 

My son being among them. 

The other night he didn't eat much dinner.  I can't remember exactly why, but he didn't want much food, and I don't force him to eat if he doesn't want it.   He just can't have anything else for the rest of the night.  He doesn't seem to mind, so it works out fine.  No sweets if there is no dinner.

But then, two nights ago we found a flaw to our little problem.  1:00 A.M.  A loud banging was heard from Keith's room. 

"Great," I thought, "he fell out of bed again."

I went to his door and the light was on.  He was standing by the door wearing huge smiles. 

"Mommy, I hungry.  Want food.  I thirsty."

So I took his hand and we went upstairs for some food.  We feasted on pistachio nuts and string cheese.

Then he found his "violin" or ukelele and serenaded us with his favorite song.  Puff the Magic Dragon.  Saddly, Blogger is not letting me download the song, so when I figure it out, I will post it.  But it was a lovely midnight snack.
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