Rhys-ently

Recently my little Rhysie-Bear, otherwise known around these parts as R2, or on Twitter as #OHR2! has been developing a teensy-tiny love of salt of which I must sadly take full credit for.  Instead of salt, I’ve been offering him pepper which he seems to greatly appreciate being able to actually see sprinkle all over his food.  But (because there’s always a but when it comes to 2 year olds even in what seems to be the most neutral story) now he wants pepper on just about everything…yougurt, cereal, cheese slices.

Today, when he sweetly said to me, “Mama.  I love cheese.  Cheese please?” I just waited patiently until he said, “Peppah please?  Please, Mama, peppah? (And it’s so cute that he repeats please because he thinks I may so no).

Today, I’m thankful that this seems to be —at least at 2pm, EST— my biggest parenting challenge.

Tell me, could you resist putting “peppah” on the cereal or yougurt of such an adorable little face?