Ants on a log

Roman is a picky eater.

A non consistent picky eater.

Some days spaghetti will be the death of him....

others, he can't get enough of it. 

Today when I picked him up from preschool his teacher and I had a convo that went a little like this....

Teacher:  "Um, Roman threw up a little bit today on his shirt."

Me: "oh no!"

Teacher: "well, we made him try peanut butter because we had ants on a log and I don't know if he just really didn't like it or..."

.

Me: "oh yeah, he really doesn't like peanut butter"

Teacher: "well, we made him try it because we have them at least try something once and I don't know if he's sick or we just pushed him past his limit because he seemed really nervous to try it."

So we walk out to the car together and I say,

"you must really not like peanut butter huh? I gotta call your dad"

"To tell him about me?"

"yeah, because it's kind of funny."

"No, it's hilarious"

I LOVE my kid 

:)