CJ the Netbook and I are using Panera’s wi-fi service this morning! New experience for me, and I like it! Well, except for the mysterious lock-ups that keep happening over at SparkPeople when I try to enter my measly little fruit cup into my day’s eats. No idea what’s up with that; it’s not happened before, though I’ve used SparkPeople on CJ before. Hmmm.
I’m out and about this morning because I had to get an oil change in the van after dropping Gabe at preschool, and then it was late to go back home before picking him up and heading for a MOPS lunch. So here I sit, drinking more coffee than I planned for today. 
I’ll maybe skip my naptime coffee. Gabe may skip naptime, at that.
Oh, he was ticked when I dropped him at school this morning. They’re doing a unit on Hawaii, and they had planned a “trip” to Hawaii for this morning. They made passports, practiced the limbo, dressed in tropical clothes and packed “luggage” (a towel, sunscreen, and a shovel), and will be “flying” there in an airplane they made in class. The trouble? Gabe was absolutely convinced that they were actually going to Hawaii. His teachers had told them it was all pretend, that they couldn’t really fly without mommies and daddies, but I had a feeling Gabe wasn’t getting it, so I tried to broach it gently in the car.
“NO! I want to see a real tiki!” And he started crying. It was lovely. Good thing I did that, though, or the fireworks in school would have been epic. As it was, when we got there and his teacher came out to get him from the van, he was glaring and indignant. Ought to be a fun “trip” for him. 
I tried to console him.
“If somebody said they were giving you an apple pie, and then they gave you an apple, would you be sad?”
“Yeah.”
“But you like apples, so would you enjoy the apple, anyway?”
“Yeah, but I wanted to see a real TIKI!”
Have fun, class. 
Oh, and I hadn’t noticed in the lima bean video Sam chucking what was apparently a piece of fat from his ham across the room. When I showed him the video, he was mortified to have been caught. 
I’m doing this race as my first 50K/ultra in July 2012. I’m so tardy to the party but...
I was going to suggest you try turning him onto butter beans (is that not a lovely name?!). Because I love butter beans and I can not imagine a person not loving butter beans. Then I got to thinking meebee the butter and the lima are the same bean family. Tho limas are green and butter beans are not.
Alas, they are in the same family, but butter beans, imo, are superior in flavor and texture
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sam flinging that ham fat is hilarious
your boys are funny. my boys are funny. little boys crack me up.
Gabe, you’re in good company. I want to see a real tiki, too!
Bill wants to know what kind of school you are sending Gabe to—they made passports to go to Hawaii???!?!?!? Doesn’t the teacher know that this is a State, in the USofA. They even speak english there and use the same currency as us.
Also, the limbo is not even done in Hawaii….did the teacher (or Gabe) mean the Hula?