A way to a boy's heart is also through his stomach?

Jon was out this afternoon fixing a broken sink at our rental house, so Logan and I had the afternoon on our own. As we approached dinner time, I asked him if he'd like spaghetti - at which he answered "YEAH!" and immediately climbed into his high chair to get ready.

Because I hadn't made it yet, I gave him a bowl of fruit first while I cooked the pasta. He polished off the fruit pretty quickly and let me know he was ready for some spaghetti.

He polished off TWO BOWLS of spaghetti (after the bowl of fruit!) - I was amazed, since our picky little eater doesn't normally eat much of anything. While working his way through the second bowl he turned to me and said "Thank you Mommy. Spaghetti [is] good!" And then smiled before turning back to his dinner.


I guess he liked it. :)