Wednesday, October 22, 2008

I never claimed to be a lyricist

Most days, Jack emerges from his nap as a total whiny grouch. I eventually figured out that this is due to a severe crash in blood sugar, and if I can just get some food in him, he returns to his normal sunny self. The problem is that he is usually far too grouchy to eat anything. A typical post-nap conversation:

"You want some Graham crackers?




"A banana?"


"An apple? Cottage cheese? Goldfish crackers?"

"NO! NO! NO!"

Then he whines, rubs his eyes, and puts his head back down on my shoulder. And whines some more.

Nine times out of ten, I have to resort to some sort of subterfuge or trickery to get him to eat something. Yesterday, I tempted him with his very own box of raisins, something he had never had before. It sort of worked, but he needed added encouragement by way of a Fisher Price Little Person asking for and "eating" the raisins too. Then the Little Person started doing a dance.

It was a hit.

The Raisin Dance from Maureen on Vimeo.


Becca said...

TOO CUTE! I love the way he made you start the dance again. Charlie is also very specific in his requests.

Anonymous said...

very cute!

Anonymous said...

I love the raisin dance! I will be showing it to Elijah tonight!