We had (the old fall-back) spaghetti for dinner one night last week. I happened to make garlic bread to go with it too, which I don't do very often. Now, Colin is an certified bread-a-holic, and it turns out, garlic bread is even BETTER in his mind. His Daddy agrees. As I snapped this picture of the two of them FINISHING the loaf, Daddy told me, "Mens like garlic bread!"
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Haha! "mens like garlic bread" looks perfect with your little man's facial expression!
Soooooo cute!!!
I find it fascinating how we're all born with certain tastes. I was always a cheese-aholic, while my younger brother HATED all fats. He wouldn't touch a piece of meat with even a hint of fat on it! Our youngest brother was an equal opportunity omnivore - except for eggs and mushrooms. This is true of all of us to this day.
Great picture! Cute post, Lea. Again, a sweet little thing to record.
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