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Xander has been a terribly picky eater lately. It's been really frustrating. We have to feed him bit by bit and he's apt to spit out anything he doesn't like the taste of.

Tonight I was feeding him just the chicken from our chicken stir-fry. We agreed if he ate the chicken, he could then have a bowl of cereal. Even that was a struggle. At one point he said he was full.

Automatically, I replied, "Well, if you're full, I guess you don't have any room for cereal."

He quickly said, "There's two 'full's.'" Then he held up one finger, a second, one finger, a second. "Two fulls. Two fulls." He said it so much "full" turned into "flull."

Hari and I were both laughing. I got a couple of more pieces of chicken into him and then gave him his cereal.

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The kicker is the huge smile on his face in these pictures. He's really going to resent me when he's older.

This and that

Xander has this charming habit when we go grocery shopping. When we're near the meat, and he spots the ground beef (or ground turkey or ground chicken) he says, "Don't buy the worms! Don't buy the worms!"

Today I bought the worms.

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Poor little guy stubbed his toe on a stool that was, inexplicably, in the middle of the floor. He was crying and I said that I was sorry he got hurt. "It's not your fault," he said. "It's its fault." And he pointed to the stool.