Lately, I often find myself giggling at leftovers. Before you think I've totally lost it, let me explain: I giggle at the contents of my boys' plates when they are finished their dinners. It is the epitome of how opposite they are.

Here are a few examples:

Jude eats the meat sauce and leaves most of the pasta.
Noah eats the pasta and must be coerced to eat his meat sauce.

Noah eats the apple wedge like an orange wedge, working every piece of flesh off the skin and avoiding the "red stuff" like the plague.
Jude eats the skin first, because he doesn't like the little seed casing that sometimes is in the wedge from around the seeds.

Jude likes the hard-boiled egg white.
Noah eats the yolk.

Today at lunch, Noah ate his apples, then his cheese, then got to the sandwich last, leaving 1/3 of it on his plate when he fell asleep in his chair.
Jude ate the peanut-butter-and-honey sandwich first ("Mom, peanut butter and honey sandwiches are my favourite!"), polishing the rest off after.

I just shake my head. Then I combine their leftover pasta and sauce for my second helping.

<--Jude's leftovers. Noah's leftovers-->






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Annie (the Chief Executive Mom) had a good brief post on What makes a Whole Food the other day. It's a nice four-point checklist to keep in your head when you are going grocery shopping. With every item, just ask yourself those four questions:

1. Can I imagine it growing?
2. How many ingredients does it have?
3. What's been done to the food since it was harvested?
4. Is this product "part" of a food or the "whole" entity?

Check it out.