It amazes me how one person can eat so much. Two bowls of oatmeal in the morning. Fruit, crackers, cheese, sandwich at lunch. Today's lunch was grilled cheese with yogurt and a sandwich and a half was consumed. Dinner usually consits of two helpings. In between each meal is one snack. When the plate is empty, I hear, "Are you going to eat that? Are you done? Can I have what ever you don't eat? Are you done yet? Can I have that?" Eating all day could very well be happening if I didn't set limits.
The 1st question in the morning, "Mom, what are we having for dinner tonight?"
Pants are getting shorter. Shirt sleeves are shrinking. Major growing is going on.
I told Ed today, I can't imagine what it's going to be like when he's a teenager and goes through a growth spurt. Let alone when he turns 6. Ed's reply, "I'll need to go donate plasma just to feed him."