"What should we have for dinner?" LV asked the little one.
"Biscuits."
There was some point, eons ago, where I had decided I was going to make biscuits from scratch. This was so long ago that no grocery stores had cream of tartar because everyone had already rushed in to stock up on holiday cookie ingredients. So, "biscuits" for dinner threw me as an answer.
"We can't have just biscuits," I said. "What should we have with our biscuits?"
"Pork."
"What else?"
We'd already covered both of Scrappy's food groups, so the menu should have been done in her eyes. Surprisingly, though, without much prompting, she offered up green beans as the vegetable. Not the fresh ones she had tried earlier that day and found rather icky, but frozen green beans. I don't know why frozen, but we to the store and she stated again that she'd prefer frozen.
Now, books will tell you to make children feel involved--help find ways for them to contribute--but I still didn't believe that Scrappy would eat the way she did when she planned and prepared dinner. The photographic evidence suggests that not only did she eat her biscuit but also her green beans before finishing her pork. Making dinner as a family... Crazy.
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