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Meat. It’s What’s for Dinner?

By Jake ⋅ March 17, 2009 ⋅  Email this post ⋅  Print this post ⋅ Post a comment

So much like my Dad, it’s been a long time since I wrote one of these “post” things. I decided that tonight by be a good time to share something with my adoring fans (i.e. – my grandparents and maybe a few other random visitors).

As everyone is well aware, I really have not developed a taste for meat. I prefer to stick with soy products, peanut butter, and healthy diet of cheese. Well last night Mom and Dad took me to this Canyon place to eat and they got me a “kids meal”. It came with some chicken nuggets and a fruit cup. Well I was all ready to throw that chicken all over the place, but I decided I would be nice a try a bite. So after eating a few grapes, I picked up a piece of chicken nugget and ate it. Well surprisingly enough, I liked it. I continued to selectively pick up chicken, grapes, strawberries, and some random cheese that appeared (from Mom’s salad I think). I mean it was so good, I just had to eat it all. It was just too good to throw around.

To top if off, I tried using this straw thing last night with my milk. Man those things are so cool! I don’t even have to lean back to drink the milk. It just comes right up to my mouth (with a little bit of work). Where has this thing been for the past year?

Mom and Dad just kept saying they were so proud of me and how well I did at dinner. They called me a “big man” and, if you ask me, were overly emotional about the whole thing. I mean big deal. So I ate some chicken and did not make a mess. Is is that rare? Well…maybe it is. Hey, I gotta throw them a bone every once in a while (so they think they did something right).

Tonight I made sure that they realized this was not going to be a daily thing. They tried to sneak some meat into the spaghetti, and that just was not going to fly. I made sure to sling that all over the place; Moose seemed to enjoy it. I have to get my brother fed. I mean have you seen that stuff he eats? It’s a blast to throw those hard pebble things on the floor, but wow does they taste bad.

Anyway, I will try not to be such a stranger. If Mom and Dad would just take down the baby gate to the office it would be so much easier. Oh well, I will just write when I can. It’s past my bed time, so nite nite!