I just gave the boys lunch. It wasn't something I serve them often, and the twins have probably had this particular dish less than a dozen times in their entire lives, so I wasn't surprised when Artist looked at his food, then looked at me questioningly and waited to be told what it was. After I told him, he immediately starting fussing and crying and saying "NO NO NO!" Artist's more than a little dramatic, so I calmly said, "What's wrong honey?" His reply?
"Woof Woof NOT yummy. Woof Woof NOT Yummy. NO NO NO!" Then he started blowing on his lunch to cool it down.
Next time, I'm serving frankfurters and buns instead of Hot Dogs.
