I hate doing dishes more than any other household chore out there. Thank god for preschool where he gets a morning snack every day to cut my kitchen duties to only 4 meals a day. And please let there be a playdate during afternoon snack. If I could get my child to eat a casserole I'd just put the pan on the table, give him a fork and have at it. But no. He doesn't like his food touching. Everything must be served ‘deconstructed'. He then assembles the foods on his own. He comes up with some interesting combinations, I must say. Peanut butter, jelly, and cheese sandwiches? And it has to be white cheese. He won't eat orange cheese. Unless it's macaroni and cheese, which he'll only eat at my aunt's house, even though she uses the same damn blue box.
We have a wonderful relationship with our neighbors. They have 3 kids (8,3,2) who our son loves to play with. Also, they have a killer yard with a swing set, sand box and 2 dogs, one a cocker spaniel and the other a beagle.
When my son was a toddler he was busy doing a sticker book about household objects and stopped cold. He held up a sticker of an iron and was dumbfounded. "What's this?" he asked. "I have no idea" I replied.
