Bit of braggin about my son

D "made" dinner tonight. He was in the house by himself while I was out watering the (new!) lawn. When I came in he was chopping a tomato he had gotten out of the fridge and washed. He wanted salad for dinner. So, we headed out to the garden and picked some lettuce. I washed and tore the lettuce while he finished chopping the tomato. Then we discussed what else he wanted in his salad. I had some left over taco meat that I offered him. He chose red pepper, tomato, taco meat, cheese, kidney beans and sunflower seeds. On his own, he found some peanuts which he 'chopped' in half and an open can of peas in the fridge to add.


Then he put the lid on the bowl and shook it up. He set the table and went around taking drink orders. He even made chocolate milk for himself and K. (As a side, D has been pouring his own milk since he was 3. I still don't like him to pour it when it is full, but he's great with a partial gallon.)


He was SO proud of himself. And he should be. It was an excellent salad! Seriously. And I'm not just saying that because I'm his mom. I may be biased, but my taste buds are not! Plus, he ate two servings of salad. DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY VEGETABLES THAT IS?!