Kids say the darndest things, don't they?
Erin didn't used to be a picky eater. She used to love meat and scrambled eggs. Now the only meat she will eat is a hamburger patty or ground beef in her dad's cowboy goulash. I think it's a texture thing. There are some things she loves, however. Grilled cheese sandwiches are her favorite - not the kind mom makes, but the ones on white bread that you get when you go out to eat.
One night we went out to dinner. I can't remember where, but it must of been somewhere where Erin was able to order a grilled cheese. She was hungry and ate a lot. Unable to finish what was on her plate, she looked at us and said, "I can't eat anything else, I'm packed." Stuffed - Packed they mean the same thing, right?
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Henry LOVES hamburger. I mean, more than goldfish and cheerios and everything! I think meatloaf beats out cowboy goulash, though. Jay made some goulash the other night and I had forgotten how...goulashy it looks:)
Cute Erin. Glad she got "packed" at the restaurant.
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