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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>The Sharing of Waffles</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/meetthefosters/archive/2008/07/07/the-sharing-of-waffles.aspx</link><description>Back on October 17 th , when Juan got the call from a social services worker about Ty – when Juan then called me at work to get my take– when I said yes and committed to being a father for the duration, I didn’t really know what I was getting myself into</description><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2007.1 (Build: 20910.1126)</generator><item><title>re: The Sharing of Waffles</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/meetthefosters/archive/2008/07/07/the-sharing-of-waffles.aspx#108309</link><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 16:10:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:108309</guid><dc:creator>Clementine</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;This is great! &amp;nbsp;I love the pictures, too. &amp;nbsp;I agree with EG--Ty knew the score from that first photo. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=108309" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: The Sharing of Waffles</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/meetthefosters/archive/2008/07/07/the-sharing-of-waffles.aspx#108015</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 18:51:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:108015</guid><dc:creator>Ya Chun</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;That's funny! And Ty is wearing some food!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=108015" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: The Sharing of Waffles</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/meetthefosters/archive/2008/07/07/the-sharing-of-waffles.aspx#107953</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 16:55:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:107953</guid><dc:creator>Dan in Wisconsin</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Wow, someone else who appreciates the sacredness of waffles! &amp;nbsp;(I have this image of you calling the waffle &amp;quot;My Precious&amp;quot; while hunched over its syrup-soaked goodness.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The dorm cafeteria next to the building I work in has &amp;quot;make your own waffle&amp;quot; most mornings...dixie cups of batter set out by waffle irons with integrated timers. &amp;nbsp;(Apparently, this is common in some motels/hotels, also.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At home, I've gotten lazy, and purchased pancake/waffle mix. &amp;nbsp;One of those natural food ones (Red Mill, or Grist Mill, or Red Grist Mill or something) is pretty good and easy to mix up with only the measuring of the wet ingredients required.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I still remember my little brother (who just bought his first house) always wanting whatever snack or special food item I tried to sneak by with, in his presence. &amp;nbsp;And our cat always wants one little taste of whatever baked goods we're consuming.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But your story is a good reminder to me about the larger sharing to come. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Our application is in, they've started a file, and references are being sent in -- I had forgotten about my employment one, and my supervisor's supervisor [who I hadn't told, as it was just a verification of income and employment] mentioned it to me in the hallway. &amp;nbsp;I keep thinking of blogging about the experience but I am not a blogger and I'm not sure how much I want to put out in the public eye quite yet.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=107953" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: The Sharing of Waffles</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/meetthefosters/archive/2008/07/07/the-sharing-of-waffles.aspx#107788</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 02:36:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:107788</guid><dc:creator>Tracey</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;This is a problem I wouldn't mind having. My son hit 2 years old on June 29 and for the most part his palate is very vanilla. He rarely strays from chicken, fresh fruit, fresh tomatoes, and fried okra. He won't come close to an egg. He doesn't like beef. He doesn't like pasta. Have you ever met a 2 year old who didn't like pasta? In sum, he's picky as hell.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Though I must admit that tonight I made shrimp creole and he ate almost 5000 shrimp by himself. No &amp;quot;creole&amp;quot;, just shrimp. He ate so many in fact, that his father and I ended up giving him some of ours and eating a lot of rice and &amp;quot;creole&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sigh. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=107788" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: The Sharing of Waffles</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/meetthefosters/archive/2008/07/07/the-sharing-of-waffles.aspx#107776</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 01:52:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:107776</guid><dc:creator>Melissa</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;I sacrifice everything for my child, but when it comes to food I get a little territorial too. &amp;nbsp;I mean, I give him everything. &amp;nbsp;What more does he want? &amp;nbsp;I mostly share with him, but some days I just want my own food. &amp;nbsp;So today I snuck bites of Mongolian beef and fried rice in the kitchen while he was watching Diego in the living room. &amp;nbsp;Sue me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=107776" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: The Sharing of Waffles</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/meetthefosters/archive/2008/07/07/the-sharing-of-waffles.aspx#107759</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 01:14:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:107759</guid><dc:creator>littleknitter</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Hah! &amp;nbsp;When I was only 18 months old, I devoured an entire 1.5 pound lobster all by myself because my parents (who were planning on having it for dinner as a special treat) were too toddler-whipped to say no at that point. &amp;nbsp;They still remind me of it to this day, no matter how many lobsters I buy them :-)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=107759" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: The Sharing of Waffles</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/meetthefosters/archive/2008/07/07/the-sharing-of-waffles.aspx#107666</link><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 20:04:07 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:107666</guid><dc:creator>leahsmom</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;You had me smiling from the very beginning with this post - it warmed my heart! Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=107666" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: The Sharing of Waffles</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/meetthefosters/archive/2008/07/07/the-sharing-of-waffles.aspx#107663</link><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 20:00:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:107663</guid><dc:creator>Renee</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Oh, I'm with you on the waffle love. &amp;nbsp;In the pre-parenting days, DH &amp;amp; I made a big breakfast every Saturday morning, with made-from-scratch waffles, fruit, eggs, the whole works. &amp;nbsp;And it was one of my very favorite things in the whole world to have that leisurely breakfast time, savoring my coffee and listening to the whole Saturday morning NPR lineup.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We still do the big breakfast, but now you can hardly hear the radio over the cries of &amp;quot;Mah mah mah juuuuuuuuice/ kkiiwiii/ eeeggg&amp;quot;, meanwhile my coffee's gone all cold while I shovel food onto the starving 2 year old's plate, and by the time he's all taken care of and I sit down to eat, the waffle is cold and soggy, and the 2 year old would rather I play tractors with him than eat my own breakfast. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*sigh*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm with mombo, order a second waffle and hope for the best ;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=107663" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: The Sharing of Waffles</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/meetthefosters/archive/2008/07/07/the-sharing-of-waffles.aspx#107636</link><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 19:10:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:107636</guid><dc:creator>mombo</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;If you order Ty his own waffle in addition to yours, then you get to eat whatever he can't finish. Bonus waffle!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=107636" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: The Sharing of Waffles</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/meetthefosters/archive/2008/07/07/the-sharing-of-waffles.aspx#107633</link><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 19:06:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:107633</guid><dc:creator>EG</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;I love the first picture, because there is absolutely no doubt in his face that he will be eating your waffle.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My little guy has an &amp;quot;MMMMMMMMMmmmmm&amp;quot; that means &amp;quot;give me that&amp;quot; as well. &amp;nbsp;He has a hand gesture he's made up for &amp;quot;give me that,&amp;quot; too. &amp;nbsp;Many people have mistaken it for sign language, but it's just his language.&lt;/p&gt;
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