Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Mine, All Mine!
I have mentioned before that Evan was a good eater. He ate a good variety of fruits and vegetables, and seemed willing to try new things. Of course, he liked "the old stand by" meals, too. We are one of those families that will pick up a rotisserie chicken from the local grocery store most Sundays. Chicken, baked beans, potatoes or cole slaw. Tastes good, and better still, I didn't have to cook! On one of these occasions, I was cutting up the chicken into bite size pieces for Evan, and serving sizes for Justin and me. Evan walked in to see what I was doing. He looked affronted. With shock in his voice, he said, "What are you doin' to my chicken?!"