cash is a sort-of picky eater.
he won't eat meat (unless it's in dino-nugget form) and he's not a huge fan of green vegetables (then again, can't say that i blame him.)
he's also a snacker.
as in, never really eats a full meal (unless said meal contains peanut butter sandwiches - he never lets those go to waste) but snacks all the live-long day.
by the time nate gets out of bed on sundays (which, mind you, is only about an hour after i get up) cash has eaten 3 snacks. BEFORE breakfast.
but the best thing about this kid? he doesn't like sweets.
he won't eat chocolate (making the small exception for m&m's - but he'll only eat about 3 of those before he's moved on.)
he'll eat the occasional cookie, but it has to be oatmeal raisin.
and i've only gotten him to eat ice cream once.
giving this kid a treat is really strange - he gets more excited by a cup of frozen blueberries than a chocolate chip cookie.
not that i'm complaining - more cookies for me.
anyhow (and i swear, i do have a point here) we made gingerbread houses at mom's house again this year.
[[i'd like to take a minute to point out how kick ass my 'gingerbread' house is - who doesn't love a retro-style ranch home??]]
just after breakfast, i realized i didn't know where cash was...and he was doing this:
apparently, this kid likes dots.
by the end of the day, every last one had been eaten (ok - 1/4 of them by me.)
if he were any other kid, i would have probably been pissed.
but seeing as this was the most sugar he's ever had in HIS LIFE (and he wasn't a monster at all today) it was just adorable.