My boys always gripe about what we’re having for dinner. So, every night before we sit down at the table, I hear, “What are we having?” which is usually followed by, “I don’t like that.”
Tonight, Zander asked what we were having, and I told him it was pork chops, cheesy potatoes, and corn.
He asked if they were the “circle potatoes with orange cheese cut up in slices”? to which I told him yes. (Those are augratin potatoes, in case you couldn’t get that!)
He ate EVERY BITE of his dinner and then said, “Wow, Mom. You need to make this every night. It’s my fwavrite!” (Spelled as he says it.)