Monday, August 3, 2009

Mash it up

My parents came over to help with some house projects this evening, and kind souls that they are, they arrived with a full home cooked dinner in tow. Love that. My only contribution was green beans and tomatoes, both of which came from their garden. Easy and economical. Nice.

Mary Clare charmed the pants off of us during dinner and even charmed some mashed potatoes off of Chip's plate. It's amazing how laid back having the grandparents over can make you. Since Mary Clare started eating solids, Chip and I always discuss what she'll have for dinner, what she ate at school, how much she should have of each item and so on and so forth. Seriously, a lot of thought goes into what goes into the little tyke's mouth -- and this is coming from a mom who eats meatloaf for breakfast. However, all it took tonight was for my mom to casually say, "You could give Mary Clare some mashed potatoes," and we thew some up on her tray without giving it a second thought. It was highly entertaining, and I think a few bits of potato even found their way into her mouth.

Now that I think about it, I guess maybe Mary Clare shouldn't have had the butter or milk that was in the potatoes, but eh, what's a little butter among friends? Of course, we could be paying for it in diapers tomorrow, but for now, it was worth it to watch Mary Clare delight in making a mess of her mashed potatoes.

1 comment:

  1. Oh Debbie. Of course she can have the milk and the butter in the potatoes. When Charlotte was her age she was sucking down rib eye steaks from the Thole family farm.


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