A Confession…

Yesterday, when I told you that Josiah won’t each much of anything, I mis-spoke. Because there is one thing he really does love to eat: butter. So what I should have said is, “won’t eat much of anything except butter”.

Preferably in stick form, and preferably slightly soft, like after Mommy has left it on the counter for a couple of hours to make it easier to use in the baking of cookies. Or even better, with wrapper off, and beautifully presented on a plate on the table, because it was supposed to be used as a spread for the dinner bread.

I have caught that sweet child of mine twice in the last three days hungrily gobbling up the better part of a whole stick of butter. So strange…

2 Comments

  1. Peter
    Nov 30, 2007

    You know, his cousins enjoy that as well. Many are the times we’ve gone to a restaurant and discovered our girls eating the creamy yellow stuff right out of the little sealed packs.

    Now, let’s face it, butter is one God’s greatest gifts to the palate — right up there with bacon — but there’s a time and a place for everything. The place is usually on some sort of complex carbohydrate, rather than on the tips of one’s greasy fingers… but can you blame them for their exuberance?

  2. jennifer
    Nov 30, 2007

    Charis also loves eating butter any way she can get it. Although at 4, she is being reprimanded for this more than in her earlier years.