Last night I made a sandwich for the kids for dinner. I noticed Jacob sitting on the couch watching tv a few minutes after dinner.
Me: Did like your sandwich?
Jacob: (not turning away from the tv) No. I didn't like the bread so much.
Me: What was wrong with the bread?
Jacob: (still not looking at me) It had mustard on it.
Me: I thought you liked mustard.
Jacob: Yeah, not so much. The mustard was sweet. (It is not sweet mustard)
Me: Oh, maybe I put too much. You think it had too much mustard?
Jacob: (Yep, eyes still hooked on the tv) Yeah. I didn't like the bread so much.
My question in my head: When did he turn into a teenager? :)
