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Marshall received a surprise in the mail from my Aunt Rebecca in Calgary. She had a friend in Hong Kong send some beginner chopsticks for Marshall to use. According to my aunt, she thought of Marshall when she saw a photo of him with a chopstick in one hand and a fork in the other. Why not teach him how to use the real deal? This is perfect timing considering Chinese New Year is coming up.

The pair on the left looks like traditional ivory chopsticks. The one on the right is an Edison version (!). Who knew they made beginner chopsticks with the Thomas theme?! I wish they had things like this when we were kids. I’m going to sound old but we had to learn how to use these the hard way.

Marshall inspecting the packages. He really wanted to open them and use them right away.

Practicing with Daddy. Marc showed him how to put his fingers in the loops and he quickly caught on.

Gearing up to pick up his banana slice.

He probably went through half of a banana’s worth of slices after he got the first one in his mouth. “More..amana!”.

Thanks Aunt Rebecca!

   I’ve been behind on posts since the new year.  There hasn’t been much happening except for the fact that Marshall keeps getting bigger.  He seems to be getting harder to pick up because he’s heavier, and he’s getting taller too. 

I must say that our son has an excellent curiosity for food.  At his tender age of 2.5 years, he will try anything.  He’ll eat run of the mill North American food (whatever that is), Chinese, Italian, East Indian, Thai, Vietnamese, Mexican – whatever it is he’ll try it.

He’s almost immune to spicy/hot food.  As I prep food he will stand on his stepladder, reach over and take a bite out of a clove of garlic and nibble on it.  Then he’ll take a swig of milk from his cup to wash it all down.  My mini Iron Chef.

  And that includes Marshall!  Dogs love it, rats love it (don’t ask how I know this), kids love it.  Marc was making a batch of his beer grain dog biscuits and used up an entire jar of peanut butter.  He gave the empty jar to Marshall and it kept him occupied for at least a half hour.  He walked around trying to scrape every last bit out of it.  Bella tried to get in on the peanut butter but there was no way that M was going to share.