Shicken Fresh Fries
Warning, the following is a happy, cute mom moment.
Today, because well, I was feeling lazy and didn't want to fight thought my living room/kitchen for lunch, I took my boys to McDonald's for lunch. They, of course, got the shicken fresh fries. I think if I ever gave them JUST fries or JUST shicken they might freak, because one is so incomplete without the other.
Robert my little three yr-old, refusing to potty train...ever, boy is a picky eater right now. So, shicken fresh fries is always a hit. He was funny with his lunch. Only, he didn't mean to be funny. I have to be careful about how much I laugh when he is unintentionally funny because he's a bit sensitive to being laughed at when he doesn't see the humor.
He brought me a half eaten chicken nugget during lunch. He kept saying, "Momma eye! Momma eye!" So I dutifully said yes there's your eye and I pointed to his face. Um, no, that isn't what he meant and so he kept up his happy, "Momma eye!".
And then I got it. He had taken bites out of the chicken nugget to make it look (at least to his mind) like the letter I. I laughed. He paused. I hugged him and told him what a smart boy he is and that kept him from transitioning into 'uh oh, mom's laughing at me' mode.
I wonder what that quesadilla at dinner is going to become.
Today, because well, I was feeling lazy and didn't want to fight thought my living room/kitchen for lunch, I took my boys to McDonald's for lunch. They, of course, got the shicken fresh fries. I think if I ever gave them JUST fries or JUST shicken they might freak, because one is so incomplete without the other.
Robert my little three yr-old, refusing to potty train...ever, boy is a picky eater right now. So, shicken fresh fries is always a hit. He was funny with his lunch. Only, he didn't mean to be funny. I have to be careful about how much I laugh when he is unintentionally funny because he's a bit sensitive to being laughed at when he doesn't see the humor.
He brought me a half eaten chicken nugget during lunch. He kept saying, "Momma eye! Momma eye!" So I dutifully said yes there's your eye and I pointed to his face. Um, no, that isn't what he meant and so he kept up his happy, "Momma eye!".
And then I got it. He had taken bites out of the chicken nugget to make it look (at least to his mind) like the letter I. I laughed. He paused. I hugged him and told him what a smart boy he is and that kept him from transitioning into 'uh oh, mom's laughing at me' mode.
I wonder what that quesadilla at dinner is going to become.
Labels: Kids
2 Comments:
how cute! your little one sounds like so much fun :)
McDonalds rocks-thats all I can say.
thank you for the nice comments over at the Res. it's been a crappy week and you made me feel a lot better.
That is so cute! Kids that age ... if we could see into their minds and know what they were thinking! It would be marvelous!
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