Breakfast date

My baby is two today.

TWO.

I was going to write a looking back post but I don't feel like getting weepy right now. I already was crying when I wrote my newspaper column about him this morning. I might do one in the next day or two. He has changed so much in the past two years.

Two years ago right now, my husband left me in a PIT of a hospital room (I got induced in this closet-like hellhole of a room) to go out to lunch with his dad. The nice hospital people let me have a halfway edible meal and a shower. I got out of the shower and back into bed, settled back onto my pillow and rode the waves of the contractions I'd been having since, oh, six a.m. Suddenly I felt two weird pops in the side of my belly and gush! My water had broken on its own. Then the fun--and the pain--began. I called Hubby and they moved me to the luxury suite to have the baby. I still had almost 8 hours to go, though, and they were the tough hours. But anyway...

This morning, we dropped Logan off at school and then came home. I decided it would be fun to take Jordan on a little date, just him and me. I decided to take him to the Farm House restaurant for breakfast because they have a fantastic fruit plate. I craved and consumed obscene amounts of fruit when I was pregnant with him. Especially honeycrisp apples and Romeo peaches. Now, he eats SO MUCH fruit. He wants it all day, every day. Fruit at each meal, fruit in between. I knew he'd love the Farm House fruit plate, and I was right.

First, we stopped at Wal-Mart to pick up some food, because he wanted chicken and corn on the cob for dinner. (I asked him, and he said he wanted "en" which is chicken. He only says the ends of most of the words he knows. It's interesting to translate.) And then when we were in the frozen aisle he spotted frozen corn on the cob and pointed at it hollering "cone! cone!" so I got some. I also got a can of Grands reduced fat biscuits and a very small carrot cake. I also got suckered into buying a Jurassic Attack monster truck toy.

Then we went to the restaurant. He played with his truck and crayons for a few




but before long he got very restless and started throwing a fit. I thought we were going to have to get our food to go, but as soon as he saw the fruit plate, he was THRILLED. He especially loved the watermelon slices, holding one triumphantly in the air and yelling out "OOOOOOOhhh!"

He Stuffed. His. Face. with that fruit.















Couldn't even stop eating it to pose for a pic with mommy.



But he sure was happy with that meal. Watermelon, cantaloupe, honeydew, banana, pineapple and strawberries, with a side of banana bread. I also got the kids' scrambled egg and sausage and toast meal and he ate the sausage and half the toast. I got the egg, half the toast and some of the fruit. It was a perfect breakfast date.

Even better, I had missed the sign that kids eat free on Mondays with the purchase of an adult meal, so I only had to pay for the fruit plate!

I used to do little dates like this with Logan but aside from an overnight campout last summer, I haven't done much one-on-one with Jordan. It was really nice to just sit there and have a conversation with him.

It went something like this:

Jordan: Eee!
Me: Yes, that's a strawberry.
J: Ed!
Me: Very good! It IS red!
J: Nnnn!
Me: Yes, that's melon. Cantaloupe to be exact.
J: Ornk!
Me: Yes, it's orange!
J: Nnnn!
Me: That melon is honeydew. What color is that one?
J: Een!
Me: Right! It's green!

You get the idea. Really great conversation. I adored every second of it.

It was a fantastic date. If I was The Bachelorette, this guy would definitely be getting a rose. We had an Amazing Connection.

:)