So I guess it has begun....the lying I mean. This morning we were eating our breakfast...soft boiled egg and rye/wheat marble toast. I enjoyed it very much, but Shep seemed to have some issues with it. He has never been the best eater...really it seems as though he could care less about food, always has, even when he was a nursing little babe. Anyways, so it is always somewhat of a struggle to get him to eat what he should. So this morning after he sits down to eat, a few minutes later I hear "all done mommy". I think to myself that was rather quick for him, so I go and check his bowl and sure enough it is empty. I begin washing off his hands and face and am about to take his bib off when I realize that pretty much the whole egg and piece of toast were all in the pouch on his bib. I couldn't believe it, it was a real lie. I knew this time was coming, but so soon?? At the sweet ripe age of 2?? Black-hearted from the beginning I guess.
So I did what any reasonable mother would do...he finished eating his breakfast from his bib.
And as a side note, I myself remember stuffing my cheeks full of food at the dinner table and then asking to be excused to the bathroom to spit it out in the toilet. Payback comes in all forms....
Just doing a little laboring...ya know minor stuff.
