Unusual


I have come to the conclusion my children are not normal.

When Keith's friends come over to play (and their mothers come and we play), quite often conversation turns to food.  Their little boys are very picky eaters, barely eating anything at all.  Whereas both of my kids will eat just about anything and everything.  Keith doesn't like pickles.  That is all he wont eat.  Faye eats everything.  Faye eats more than I do.  She eats all day long.  Seriously, I don't know where the girl puts it!


Also, my kids hate to be naked.  Most little kids their ages I have encountered are strippers.  Loving the feel of the wind on their skin as they run laughing from their parents frantically trying to get them covered up.  Mine bring me clothes if they feel they are not dressed enough.  They like layers.  Especially Faye.  She likes at least three or four.  I love it!

Comments

Susan Anderson said…
My kids were food lovers, too. I'm glad they were!

And mine didn't strip down either. They even liked to wear shoes...

(I think we are both lucky that way.)

=)
January 11, 2011 at 10:16 AM
Veronica said…
My kids love food too, but they also loved being naked.

Too funny!
January 11, 2011 at 12:10 PM
Noodle said…
I have good eaters!!! Sammy went threw a phase where she wouldn't eat brociolli but now she loves it... But yes she loves to be naked.. She is getting out of that phase now... She wakes up and wants to get out of her pj's and into her clothes... Ally is a great eater too I so glad...
January 11, 2011 at 12:17 PM
Sami said…
I can relate with the non picky eaters. My kids will eat pretty much anything. BUT I struggle on a daily basis with the exhibitionists that they are!
January 11, 2011 at 12:48 PM
Crystal Collier said…
They might not appreciate layers quite so much if you were in Florida. =)

Wow. Of my 3 only 1 actually eats. Are you dosing them with something?
January 11, 2011 at 1:27 PM
Lourie said…
All three of my kids are picky eaters. Cake is cake right? Not for them...only if it is CHOCOLATE with CHOCOLATE frosting!

My daughters loved to be naked when they were little. My son...well he is quite the opposite. And heaven for bid anyone see him! It's a good thing. And thankfully my girls out grew their exhibitionist ways!
January 11, 2011 at 3:11 PM
Emmy said…
Don't question just be happy and hope it doesn't change :)
January 11, 2011 at 5:16 PM
CB said…
Oh girl - Count your blessings!!!
January 11, 2011 at 7:23 PM
Terra said…
My mom swears my brother and I ate anything....my girls. Um, not even close. the youngest hardly touches any meat (only in tacos and chili, and the oldest...well she eats like a bird.

Kids, all different. All wonderful.
January 12, 2011 at 5:56 AM
Lara Neves said…
My kids are all excellent eaters, too. In fact, Chloe would prefer veggies and fruit over treats and water over soda, even. Sophia hates pizza, but that's about all she won't eat, and she's even started to be okay with it if it's just cheese. Not sure what she doesn't like about it, because otherwise, she's probably my best eater!

Sophia was my only nakey lover. I blame it on the fact that she was born in Phoenix in the middle of July. My other two were spring/fall Utah babies. It was chillier for them. :)
January 12, 2011 at 7:20 AM
Em said…
Max has a hollow leg. It is amazing. My dad loved to just sit and watch her eat when we were home at thanksgiving. You have to see it to believe it. And the chick is maybe 17lbs? Maybe!!! At one! Crazy. Brennan is an eater too, bit he didn't get his pork loin name from being thin, lol. We all saw where he put it! Can't believe they came from the same parents.
January 12, 2011 at 5:32 PM
Heather said…
You lucky woman. The day I get Rowan to eat a vegetable that is not in the form of a green smoothie might bring me to tears. Seriously.

And guess what? Last night when I went to bed I was looking at my sleeping babe and thinking how cute he was- well, one of the pillows was on the lower half of his body- I moved it and yep, bottom half of him was buck naked. I just about busted a gut. That kid.
January 14, 2011 at 10:33 AM
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