This evening, I took Bennett to a special event at the Children's Museum. We were there for two hours and had a blast. While we were there, we each had a piece of pizza for dinner. Bennett ate the inside of an apple after I'd peeled it with my teeth (crazy things we do for our kids, right?) and had a juice box. It's about the same volume he usually eats for dinner. He'd had a regular amount of food throughout the afternoon as well. This is important because of what he said when we were about halfway home and he was drowsy with sleep.
Me: How ya doin' back there, buddy?
Him: Okay, mama. I'm hungry. Can we have second dinner when we get home?
Clearly, he's sneak-watching The Office when I'm not looking.
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