Our Picky Eater

Last night was Mom K's birthday and to celebrate Dad took us out for dinner. Chinese.

I'm not really a fan of taking kids out to eat at a restaurant anytime, and one without chicken and fries on the menu had me more than a little anxious. Sam is especially picky and I wasn't sure he'd eat anything besides the fortune cookies. As I went through the buffet I filled his plate with some fruit, skipped all the veggies (don't judge me, I just wanted a peaceful family dinner) and then looked for the least Chinese type foods that they had... deep fried battered cod, grilled chicken breast and deep fried wontons. As I cut it up I prayed that he wouldn't notice the absence of ketchup.

As is often the case, I worried unnecessarily. All through supper he was making enthusiastic comments:
"I love this Chinese fish! It's so good"
"This Chinese Chicken is awesome!"
"These are just like chips... Chinese Chips! I love them!"

At the end of the meal Sam enjoyed his Jello. And, in case you were wondering... apparently Chinese Jello tastes pretty much the same as Canadian Jello!