Tomato

Last night Noah was in the bathtub and said he needed to talk to me. One of the joys of Noah, he ALWAYS wants to have a conversation while he's taking a bath, lol! So I head in there and he kindly reminds me that I forgot that I promised him dessert. Dinner was WILD last night, we know Scarlett isn't very good at eating dinner out, but we really wanted to try to have one nice dinner in the hotel. She's great at breakfast, okay at lunch.... horrible at dinner! Which means that Kevin and I ended up alternating turns walking around and playing with her and eating. Anyway, I was explaining that to him and telling him how Scarlett had been a pickle at dinner and I was very sorry I had forgotten and would make it up to him ASAP. He looks at me with the most serious face and says "What do you mean pickle?" I explained that it meant she was being a bit difficult. He then says to me, "Well Mom I like pickles, but I don't like tomatoes. So to me she was being a tomato!"
I never get tired of how funny he is!!!