You know what? Up until yesterday, I was positive Thomas was just a miniature Kevin. A little duplicate. He looks like Kevin and acts like Kevin, which, in my opinion, is just awesome. I don’t know if you know this, but I happen to really love Kevin. So having a little duplicate is the cutest thing ever to me.
But yesterday — Thomas did something very un-Kevin-like.
He ate sweet potatoes.
If you know us, then you know that I am the extremely picky eater of the family. Unless it’s a carb or a candy, I’m pretty sure I could do without it. Kevin likes almost everything — the spicier the better. Except sweet potatoes. Which just happens to be one of the very few vegetables I do like.
I think Kevin was expecting Tom to hate them too. He didn’t. I think they’re his favorite so far. (Yay!)
For those keeping score, this means that on Tom’s who-does-he-take-after tabulation, it’s:
Daddy: 107; Mommy: 1.