over the past few days aiden and I have ended up with different conversations about food..
on Tuesday I was over at my my mothers, we had filled up the little kiddie pool, and aiden and i were playing restaurant with it, he would dip his fingers in the pool, or use the floating rings in it to pretend they were some sort of kitchen..
aiden: ok mommy, what do you want to eat next! ( he was pretending the floatie ring was a giant donut, and he had already been bringing me coffee and donuts, we were now moving on to the main menu)
me: bbq pulled pork, baked beans, coleslaw, and corn bread!
aiden: coming right up!... here ya go! ( i eat pretend food)
aiden: what would you like next!
me: turkey, stuffing, mashed potato's and gravy...(aiden serves me pretend food, i eat it)
aiden: ok mommy what do you want now?
me: i think i will move on to the desert menu now chef aiden!  I want Apple pie, pumpkin pie, lemon pie, key lime pie, rhubarb pie, and chocolate cake!
(aiden pretends to bring me a giant platter of desert.. i eat said platter)
aiden: ok now what..
me: i think i need a little time to digest all that.
aiden: you don't need more time.. what next, ( he stands at the pool, looking at me, floatie ring in hand.)
me: I'll have, steak and mushroom pie.. (this is where he cuts me off)
aiden: WHAT!! you don't want desert?!
me: i already had deserts.
aiden: *exasperated sigh* Ugh, i don't think you are hungry any more!
(walks away from pool)

did i mention, aiden HATES mushrooms.. hahahaha


ok, so i am making dinner yesterday, aiden is trying to recite off a list of snacks he is wanting right then and there..
me: aiden i am making dinner, i want you to eat your dinner, not snacks.
aiden: what are you making for dinner?
me: i am making beef wellington.
aiden: Ewww, i dont want beef wellington! its gross!
me: aiden, beef wellington is one of your daddy's favorite dishes, it comes from England, and you were born in England, Beef Wellington is delicious.
aiden: I am not from England, i do not like beef wellington, i like cheese pizza, and cheeseburgers!
me: well you are definitely American there...

look over at counter, aiden is not in his chair, not eating his breakfast.
me: Aiden, what are you doing?
Aiden: (from bathroom) I had the massive poops!
ahh good times, good times!