I have a short story from lunch time today. I don’t usually write blog posts when the children are here but they are all napping so I have a few ‘spare’ minutes.
The scene begins as we come inside after spending the morning playing out in the yard. There are three children here – two are nearly two years old, the other is three. Coats and shoes are put away, diapers are changed and hands are washed. They sit down for lunch. I am getting the food ready.
The 3 year old asks “What are we having for lunch today?”
I answer “Ham sandwiches and salad with cucumbers and tomatoes”
The 3 year old sighs, leans across the table and whispers to the nearly 2 year old “Do you like spaghetti?”
“Yes!” he replies
The 3 year old repeats the question for the other toddler and gets another affirmative answer.
Then the 3 year old asks the other two “Do you like meatballs?”
Both of them giggle and yell “YES!”
The three year old looks at me and says “WE would like spaghetti and meatballs.”
I reply “I don’t have any spaghetti. I have ham sandwiches and salad.”
She leans across the table and whispers “Do you like sandwiches?”
“Yes!” he answers
She looks at the other toddler “Do you like sandwiches?”
“Yes.” the answer is muffled as the toddler takes a bite of her sandwich.
I place the plate in front of the three year old. She looks at her ham sandwich and salad. She sighs, picks up a sandwich triangle and says “Fine then, I guess I will eat my sandwich.”