We just got a gas grill this week and, of course, its been raining so I haven’t been able to use it yet. Finally, yesterday was beautiful out. I made grilled chicken, corn, salad, baked potatoes and cherry tomatoes for dinner. (Suzy Effing Homemaker right here.) Cleatus was sleeping, so it was just me and the kids eating dinner together. We all sat down to eat at Cindy-Lu’s little card table.

I finished my food and spied a half of a cherry tomato hidden behind Cindy-Lu’s salad out of her view. She was jabbering at Eeyore about something and I stabbed the tomato with my fork. Just as she looked at me I pulled the fork back and popped the tomato in my mouth.

She blinked at me for a couple seconds, watching me chew. "Hey!" she shouted and then grabbed hold of the table and pulled it towards her and away from me.

I apologized and she took her fork and waved it over my plate saying "No-no, Mommy!"

Apparently my two year old knows that it is rude to steal food off of someone else’s plate. Now if she could just teach me proper dinner table etiquette we would be set. Oh, and if she would wear pants while eating that’d be nice, too.