I never thought I would cut the crusts off my kid's sandwiches. My mom never did, and us kids learned to eat the crusts just fine. I remember my sister refusing for a while, but my mom still never gave in. We weren't damaged by the experience in any way, that I'm aware of.
A couple of months ago, Aidan began eating only the middles of his PB&J sandwiches, leaving at least an inch and a half around the edge where the crust was. This was quite a waste, and he wasn't getting enough sandwich to satisfy his hunger. Each time, I would ask him if he would like to finish his sandwich and each time, he would say, "No, I don't want to." Then, he started saying, "No Mommy, I'm all done eating my sandwich."
Okay...
I couldn't figure out why he wasn't finishing the sandwiches. It really never occurred to me that he didn't like the crusts, since he'd been eating them just fine up until that point.
So, a few days ago, I decided to try cutting off the crusts to see if anything changed. I set his plate down in front of him, he said, "Thank you", and proceeded to inhale the whole plate of food. I'm not kidding. All of it was gone in about three minutes! I watched to see if this would continue each day if I cut the crusts off.
It did.
Now, I'm cutting the crusts off of my son's sandwiches. I can't believe it. The things our kids can make us do...
Aidan's snowman is melting.
First, the left eye fell off. Then the nose, and after that, the mouth. There were all the pieces to the snowman's face lying on the ground in front of the body. Aidan couldn't stop looking at it. He looked kind of sad when he looked at his snowman.
We explained that the snowman was going to melt as the temperature came up, and that the snowman would water the grass and plants. Aidan asked if all the snowmen that people built were going to melt. We said they would. Aidan still looked sad.
Today, he was looking out the window at his snowman and he said to me, "The other eye fell out."
"It did?"
"Yes, yook. The other eye fell out. One eye fell out, then his nose fell out, and then his mouth fell off. They're on the ground. See them?"
"Yes, I see them. That's just what happens when the snowman melts."
Aidan was still very serious and sad, and kept looking at his snowman for a while. Finally, he said, "He's sad. The snowman is sad 'cause he doesn't have any eyes or any nose or any mouth."
I didn't know how to respond. This was having a bigger effect on Aidan than I expected. I tried telling him that the snowman was happy on the inside, but he wasn't going for that one. "No, he's sad. His happy mouth fell off."
Good grief...
You know those charts in medical exam rooms that show pain levels from 1 to 10? They have different faces at each level to aid patients in telling the doctor what level of pain they are having.
Well, we were sitting in an exam room the other day, when Aidan said, "Yook. Feelings." I didn't understand what he was talking about, so I asked him, "What do you see? Where?" "Right there. Feelings. See the feelings?"
Oh! I get it now! Feelings, as in, emotions. I thought that was cute.