Tyrant

It's his new nickname, as I am officially being ruled by a tiny, pampers wearing tyrant these days.

It's been no secret around here that Cam calls all of the shots. However,now when he wants things done he has this certain way of making sure that everyone around him is dotting their i's and crossing their t's along the way if you know what I mean.

Let me tell you about his latest ruling. It involves meal times, which are already touchy business as far as Cam is concerned. When meals are served, Cam must be equipped with his own spoon,a different spoon from the one he will be served with. Before a bite is taken all food must be sniffed by Cam to decide if it is to his liking or his mood or just because. Once sniffing has been completed he will eat until he sees fit to stop, this may be after one bite or twenty one bites, it really just depends {on what I'm really not so sure}. The end of the meal is signaled by the throwing down of the spoon. When the spoon is out of his hand HE WILL NOT EAT. Not one bite, even if he accidentally drops it mid-meal. Spoon must be in hand or food cannot be placed in mouth. These are the current meal times rules set forth by my tiny tyrant.

I could not make this stuff up if I tried. More to come on his tyrannical little ways...