You Wanna Pizza Me?

Yesterday, after I took the boys for hair cuts, we stopped in to the pizza parlor for a slice. As the three of us sat together, I noticed Ben eating in an unusual manner. He was using his fork to pull off and eat little pieces of cheese, leaving the bread behind.

"Ben, pick the pizza up, like this," I said, demonstrating. He glanced at me and continued his cheese-picking process. A few moments later, I said, "Ben, you need to eat the bread, too, not just the cheese."

Then, in a calm but stern voice, my four year old looked me in the eye and said, "Let me do my thing."

So, I said, "O.K." He went on to eat the entire piece, including every last morsel of the crust. And he made a point with his mom. You know, to let him do his thing. At least sometimes.