History repeats itself.

If you look at Z it's like your looking at me 27 years ago. I was thin with straight dark hair only exceptions were I wasn't as tall and I was darker.
And at his age I HATED eating breakfast. This of course stressed mom out. She gave me breakfast money that I hid or gave away then told her I'd paid for breakfast at school (don't know why I didn't use the money to buy snacks, sheesh I wasn't bright!). Well she finally busted me on that so what did she do?
She started pumping me with vitamins. I hated those Flinstone vitamins more than anything in the world! They were too vitaminy.
So I'd take my two vitamins put them in my pocket and chunk then in a bush at the end of the road where the bus picked me up.
One day on mom's Friday off she walks me to the bus pick up and what does she see in the bush? A mountain of Flinstone vitamins!
Needless to say I was from then on sat on the counter and watched as I chewed the nasty little things up.

Well let it be known I have become my mother and I give my boys vitamins every morning as they head off to school.
All in all they don't mind, they take their vitamins happily since they are in chewable gummy form only one that gives them trouble is their dinosaur vitamin. Z just down right hates it!
But it's full of vitamin C, rose hips and so much more goodies to help with immunity.
Well the other day Nick was messing around in back of the van and tells me to come take a look.
In the cup holder by Z's car seat is a mountain of dinosaur vitamins hiding under paper.
Sigh.
Like I said, History repeats itself.

Here's the culprit in mention.
Maybe it's the dinosaur theme that gets us?
Immuno Raptor...Flinstones.
Who knows, all I know is Z is definitely his mommas son!