The Whole Damn Apple

Braden has become quite fond of apples lately. But only apples in the certain way he wants them. Yes, if you try to cut up an apple all nice-like for The Exalted One, he will kindly repay you by thrashing in his high chair, grumbling, then whining, and then end the show by shrieking while flinging the disgusting, offensive apple slices in all directions. Just as long as those hideous creatures no longer grace his tray.

Didn’t you know that he’s a big boy now? He only wants to eat WHOLE apples.
Can he eat a whole apple in under 7 days? Why yes, he can! It only takes him 6 days, 23 hours and 59 minutes!

Will you become “Murder Target Number One” if you take it away from him before he’s done? Why, yes! Yes, you will!

So, ok. I let him walk around all day with an apple lately. It makes him rather happy. He munches it, slobbers on it, and rubs it on various items as he walks by them, then continues eating it. I cringe and bite my lip, but I let him have it. He enjoys walking around with it, and randomly throwing it down on the floor over and over again.

I saw him eat a piece of my hair off his apple today. I thought, “Hmmm. That’ll hold a few log chunks together later.”

When he finally gets almost done with it, he has eaten all the flesh and come to the core, reducing it to a slobbery, mushy mess I like to call, “Choke-Fest 2007,” and he doesn’t entirely understand why I have to take it from him.

“Honey, that’s the core, if you try to put that whole last part in your mouth and cram it to the back of your throat like that, you can get hurt… no… stop doing that… give it to Mommy! Braden, now, see how you’re making that gagging sound and you can’t breath so well? That’s exactly what Mommy was trying to warn you about.”

Weekly Winners

Time for Weekly Winners, October 28 – November 3

For new readers,

(Hi, guys! *waves* I love you!)

this is the time of the week (sunday) where I look back and pick out all my favorite pics and videos from the preceding week, and post them here for your enjoyment.

If you don’t enjoy them, well, that’s a sign that your heart is cold and black. And maybe you should try to stop being all buttholish.

Or something.

Photos

Honeysuckle Hill Farm
A wooded drive. I love those.

Zack, larger than a car.

His first whole apple. *sniff*

Gazing at airplanes, again.

Jack.

His shiny pinwheel.

Proof that my husband is AWESOME.

I’ve been having issues with video editing IN VISTA. Grrrr.

It’s really the only complaint I have about Vista so far… but it’s a BIG DEAL to me, darnit!

Without boring you with the details, the process I have to go through is a major arse-pain right now… so, just a couple videos.

This one… well. I don’t think he’s really saying it… but it sure sounds like it. Excuse the quality… it’s a phone-video, which I won’t usually post, but this was too good to resist.

See if you can hear what he says right before he puts the bottle in his mouth.

I am not happy with this development.
I clearly remember teaching him to call me “whore,” not “bitch.”

 

This one’s just darn cute. He loves reading. I’m hoping that will continue. Observe storytime.

 

 

Hope you guys had a slammin’ week.

My arse is suffering largeness from way too many “fun-size” candybars, and I miss my husband like crazy.

Thanks for keeping me company… I look forward to the continuing the Whoa!GoBlowHos-FoSho! Carnival Ride with you all.

Namaste!

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