Today I decided to be a super-cool parent (at least for half an hour) and let Judah choose whatever he wanted to eat for lunch.
These were his choices...
That's a bowl of yogurt, a cracker with peanut butter, an apple, orange juice, a cheese sandwich, pickles, chocolate chips and ketchup. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he was pregnant.
Although his dipping pickles in peanut butter was making me a bit ill, he seemed satisfied with his selections...
There truly is no accounting for taste.
I guess I best be off to prepare the hot peppers, jam and cheerios for breakfast.