We went out to eat at the Pizza Ranch this evening. For those of you who have no idea what that is, it's a buffet style pizza joint. It's not just pizza either! They have some of the best fried chicken ever. Ivy and I are huge fans of the cactus bread (dessert pizza). I bet we go there once a month or so.
The very first time we ate at the Pizza Ranch, the girls were 4 and 5, I believe. They had such a great time picking their own food. Ivy was finally able to express a little independence with her dinner and she was living it up. Just as we were all about finished eating, Ivy leaned way back in her chair and moaned that her tummy hurt. Like any concerned mother would do, I asked why it hurt. She replied, "I ate too much." Again, I asked, "Why did you eat so much?" She cocked her head and raised her eyebrow at me, then blurted out, "It's a BUFFET!" duh.
Tonight, my husband and I were commenting on the 'Carb Queen' (aka Lily) and her heaping plate of complex carbohydrates: bread sticks, mashed potatoes, and potato chips. I pointed out that it isn't just Lily who is addicted to carbs. Ivy has one serious sweet tooth! My husband says, "You're right. They're BOTH carb queens. One is simple and one is complex." After a moment of thought, Lily looked up at her dad and said, "Am I the simple one?"
She's lucky she has no idea what she asked. Had she been just a few years older, we would have never let her live that down. Oh heck, who am I kidding? We'll be calling her 'simple' forever now!
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