"Every family has a kid who won't eat. My kid brother had not eaten voluntarily in over three years."
----Ralphie.
This would be little mr. j- at dinner. He does love lunch, fyi. Breakfast is a toss up.
My mr. loves this movie.
So, when little mr. j puts on his puffy red coat or does his dinner routine, there's usually a laugh with the little guy being typecast.
But, tonight, I believe that my little mr. j might have changed his character association. You see, tonight he said,
And he hasn't even see the movie in his nontodder/movie coherent short life.
This is what happened:
We were finished with the dinner battle of the evening. He was in the bathtub and the doorbell rang. One of his little friends and his family were out delivering yummy treats (oh, and they were yummy). I hurried and got him out of the tub and wrapped tightly in a towel. He said hello and "what's in the box?"
We opened the box.
He said, "Oh Fuuudge," (just like Ralphie in the movie) grabbed a piece and ate it.
He also said thank you.
And just in case you were wondering what else my children were doing to emulate this holiday film, I give you the following in reference to a certain 10 year old boy:
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