Not many things shock me anymore. I've either seen it, heard it, or done it. We sat down last night to a lovely dinner of Chicken Florentine Quesadillas and Asparagus. It was a typical night in a small apartment. My husband on the couch and me on the floor with my plate on the coffee table. This is the way we prefer to eat...not conventional, I know. But, hey, we're not a conventional family. My toddler, who had already eaten his dinner, was happily playing with the Shrek 3 DVD box. As I was eating, this darling child came over and helped himself to my asparagus. I was already sticking out my hand for what I knew would follow, I call this the "ick, yuck, and spit it out" response. However, the exact opposite happened! He looked at it, stuck it in his mouth, chewed and...wait for it, wait for it....SWALLOWED! The most shocking part of it all? He reached for more. Yes, my friends, I DO BELIEVE there is a vegetable GOD out there. Last night, he smiled on me. Glory!
