That's Not Pizza!

Dinner time with a toddler can be so amusing.

My Little Monkey  happens to be fairly picky about the foods he will actually allow to pass his lips.  Of course he has his favorites....oddly enough his happens to be salsa with a small side of chips.  But we can' have chips and salsa (or even tacos) for dinner every night, so we have been making increasingly stronger attempts at getting him to try  new foods.

Even knowing that he won't so much as touch a food, we will stick some of it on his plate.  Most nights he manages to dump the plate upside down before the prayer is over.  We are hoping that eventually he will have seen a food enough times to get curious and taste it.

One food we recently succeeded in convincing him to try was pizza.  And surprisingly, he didn't spit it out.  (Hurray!)  Yesterday, we had pizza again and  he at 1 1/2 slices!!! (which is actually kind of a lot for him).  Early this morning, he asked to have pizza again.  Of course, I told him we would not be having pizza for dinner again because we had it yesterday.

Because of school/work circumstances, today became one of those as-easy-as-it-can-be dinners...meaning we had mac and cheese.  Of course we put some on his plate (before the prayer so it could cool).  No sooner had we closed our eyes than the plate got dumped.  During the prayer he leans over and whispers to me, "I want chips and salsa.....chips and salsa."  After the prayer, we scooped the mac and cheese back up onto his plate and told him he didn't have to eat it if he didn't like it, but he did have to look at it.

Then he did something unusual......he sat down.  After a minute he he casually put his right elbow on the table and put his chin in his hand and asked "What food we got for dinner?"

I replied, "We have mac and cheese for dinner."

In total innocence (still with his chin in his hand) he says, "That's not pizza."

Jake and I just burst out laughing.  Yes, Little Man, mac and cheese is not pizza.