My little guy went swimming today at the neighborhood pool. When he was done, he was hungry!
"I'm famished!" he said. (Yes, my five-year-old did use the word, "famished." -Pretty impressive!)
So I made hamburgers and hot dogs on the grill. When they were finished cooking, I brought them in.
"I'll take one of each," he said.
"Let's start with a hamburger,' I replied.
He ate the entire hamburger.
"I'm ready for my hot dog."
He ate the hot dog.
"Have some watermelon, " I said.
He ate the watermelon.
"I have a little room left for ice cream," he said.
What am I ever going to do when he becomes a teenager?