Written Tuesday, March 6th:
I thought I should post about JP's munchies. I guess he has an appetite now, but
unfortunately it's not for good, solid food. He asks for Cheetohs, Doritos
(pronounced "ree-toes"), Goldfish (pronounced "fishes" with an accompanying
fishy face), french fries (pronounced "mine fwies and catch-up"), rolls, Fruit
Loops, Lighning McQueen fruit snacks and chocolate milk. Where the heck is his
desire for chicken nuggets and pizza? They used to be his go-to foods and now he
thinks of them the same way he thinks of vegetables... POISON!
The
doctors warned us he might wake up in the middle of the night hungry and he
started last week with the Cheetos and chocolate milk incident, but he really
made it middle of the night Saturday night. I was sleeping soundly at 4 am when
I heard JP calling my name. I got up, went to his room and he cried telling me
how badly he wanted "mine fwies and catch-up." I thought he might not be serious
and I might be able to trick him by offering fruit snacks and a Capri-Sun. He
happily ate the fruit snacks and downed the juice then handed me the wrappers
while saying, "Where mine fwies?" I laughed a little and told him I'd be back in
20 minutes because they are frozen. He giggles and says, "Ok, Mom. Mine fwies!
Tenty minutes!" I get to the kitchen, turn on the oven and throw some fries in.
I laid back in bed while they baked and when they were all done, JP was back to
sleep. Of course he was. I put them in the fridge and at 8 am Josh was warming
up fries for breakfast.
What a silly, silly boy.
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