when doug's spencer was about 4 i took about a doz of his cousins to lac la belle to our camp. we ate when we wanted, slept when we wanted, swam and played what we wanted. it was pretty much a stress free couple of days with no parents telling us anything. when everyone was around the fire pit telling or listening to stories and falling asleep one at a time i either covered them up with a blanket or carried them into the camp floor. but what stuck in my mind from that trip was lunch time. i made p and j's and said come and get it. a few of them took one bite and said "i don't like crunchy." i said no problem, just leave the table and go play so they did. ten minutes later they came to say they were hungry. i said your sandwich is till on the table. they took another bite and said we don't like crunchy. so i said no problem, go play. about ten minutes later they said we are hungry. i said go help yourselves. this time they ate the whole sandwich. about an
hour later the whole gang said they were hungry. so i made another round of p and j's and they all ate and then went back to their play. i think this tells us something.