Friday, August 9, 2013

Spaghetti and Eggs... It's Real Man Food!

Hey all of my parmesan cheese, al a dente noodle, eggs and ketchup lovin' Peeps! So when you turn one, eating becomes glorious! You actually get to eat "real human food" (definition of "Real Human Food"- food that has some lumps in it and does not come in a jar with another baby's face on it); I mean if I just look at Mama and Daddy and bat my baby blues at them, they give me a bite of just about anything they are chowing down on! This did not happen until after I turned numero uno! I think they trust that I can chew better with my new and shiny seventh tooth!


So the first real human dinner that Mama made for me was her slow cookin' spaghetti. The aroma of this meal is incredible. The house smelled of sweet tomatoes and fresh basil!


Mama and Daddy clearly did not think that I could keep my clothing clean on this meal adventure...
 Have they met me? I am the cleanest eater y'all will ever meet. Just a little sauce on the ol' face, and that was it.


Mama your spaghetti was fantastico! I ate the whole bowl of spaghetti and got mighty thirsty!


The following day, I felt like I needed to go for a swim to work off a lil' of my large portioned Italiano, scrumptia-deli-umptious dinner...


But after my swim, I felt like I needed some "real human food" that was high in protein to grow my musculatory system big and strong...


Spinach? No. My name is not Popeye. So... anyways.


Eggs? Now we are talkin'! 


The last I heard about eggs was back during Easter time; I was pretty young back then and did not realize how multi-talented an egg can be. An egg can be colored, an egg can be scrambled, an egg can even give birth to yellow birds. 


Mama scrambled these eggs for Daddy and Myself with some ketchup on the side...


 Eggs-actly what this growing tot was thinkin'!


The next thing I learned when eating real human food is that brushing your seven teeth becomes extremely important!


Your Tigger Oral-B toothbrush, when accompanied by water and a pea sized dot of toddler toothpaste, helps your breath not smell like spaghetti and eggs.


I wonder what kind of food my eighth tooth will bring my way?