After church this morning Zach suggested we go out to lunch. Given that it was basically naptime, we knew we had to choose someplace quick and casual. We settled on Wendy's. (It just reopened this week due to a fire last summer, so it is currently the place to go in Indiana.) This is not really like us, you know. Going to eat fast food, I mean. We could probably count the number of times we eat fast food per year on one hand. We are more into slow food, organic food, local food...
But anyway, we went, ignoring any feelings of guilt. Zach ordered their new Asian Sweet and Spicy Boneless wings (which we highly recommend, by the way) and a baked potato, I ordered chicken nuggets and mandarin oranges; we also ended up with a small fries due to a Wendy's mistake. We figured we would just share our stuff with Austin. Did he want Daddy's wings? No. Did he want Mommy's chicken nuggets? No. Did he want french fries? Maybe a few bites. Did he want mandarin oranges? Yes. He ate the whole bowl while Zach was getting our drinks!
Kind of makes you feel good, you know? You must be doing something right when you take your kid to Wendy's and all he wants to eat is mandarin oranges.
1 comment:
1. Austin is a natural gourmet. If he begins to combine things, perhaps a bit of nugget or a smidge of potato with oranges, then it is safe to predict that one day he will be a Food Network star. (This assumes that he will not become a pro athlete, which is also a possibility.)
2. I need to go to Wendy's and check out the menu.
3. The author is right. Something good is happening when a little boy chooses fruit over fried chicken.
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