Saturday, January 24, 2009

Does French's mustard need a spokesman?

Little Elvis is a picky eater. It might be surprising to find out that his current favorite food is mustard.
Any time that I don't put the refrigerator lock on, he will open up the fridge and root around until he finds that yellow bottle. He will then yank on the top with his teeth until all that tart, mustard-y goodness comes out.
"There's no such thing as too much mustard, Mommy!"
He got in and out of the fridge without me knowing the other day. I walked out of the kitchen to find him, the table and the floor dotted with mustard.


Blogger Ann(ie) said...

HA! Ben is the exact same way with ketchup!!!

9:34 PM  
Blogger Laura said...

Love his face in the second photo!

7:30 AM  
Blogger lisa said...

Ha! You can so use that picture when he is a teenager!

1:36 PM  
Blogger mpotter said...

that's pretty funny. glad he didn't dot that paperwork on the table.

as picky as you think elvis is, he "ain't" got nothin' on me! my second thought reading this was: eewwwww gag.
of course my first was how funny!

coincidentally, i just wrote a little about my picky eating habits growing up myself.

8:25 PM  
Blogger Kristi said...

Hilarious! You gotta love a boy who loves his mustard.

7:41 AM  
Blogger The Burp Cloth Babe said...

The face in the 2nd pic is adorable. So cute!!!

11:02 AM  
Anonymous Dawn @ Coming to a Nursery Near You said...


Zachy likes relish, thanks to his father LOL I don't get the whole condiment thing. lol

8:24 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hahaha! Good choice, Little Elvis, mustard rocks! I used to eat bread spread with butter and mustard.

7:12 AM  

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