Give Me Some Food

I'm afraid I may have just had my mothering license revoked.

That is little Thomas (he's two and a half) and his mother, Sarah.  Sarah is my foodie friend from high school (you have met her in posts before). We used to throw dinner parties together when we were 17 and we have been longing to cook together again- but whenever she comes into town from Denver, I'm always busy with a play, and we have to be satisfied with just going out for a bite to eat.

We're at Hobees and our friend Katherine is sitting beside me (in actuality, I wasn't supposed to be at this breakfast and Katherine and Sarah let me crash their meal).  I am fixated on watching Thomas eat. You may notice the concerned look on Sarah's face in the picture above. Within that look she is thinking "What are you going to do next? Take the straw out of your milk- reach for the syrup- dump all the sugar packets on the floor- throw the orange- climb behind me- eat that Dixie cup of butter?"

Well, Thomas chose to eat the Dixie cup of butter. He just popped that whole ball o'butter in his mouth.

I totally gasped and reached for my camera- "This has to go up on my blog!"

And then he spit it out and I had missed the moment. Shoot.

At this point we all probably should have let it be; let Thomas quietly eat his pancakes and continue on with our riveting adult conversation. But no, what happened next was three grown women encouraging and cooing at this kid to eat the butter. Thinking back this was probably one of the more irresponsible moments of my life- trying to clog my friend's kid's arteries.  And of course, now that we wanted him to eat the butter- he had no interest in it (but was tickled that we were all paying attention to him). This is as close as I got with a picture:

I know. I should be ashamed of myself. And Thomas was so good throughout the meal. The food took forever and Thomas was getting hungry and restless and was being quite a sweetie.

At one point, Katherine saw the look on my face as I watched Thomas get into every mischief possible at the table, and laughed:

"Oh my God Kristen, you're never gonna have kids now, huh?"