Or at least fancy according to Annabelle. Last night I made Caribbean Stir Fry, one of me and Mark's favorites. But the little girl isn't a huge fan so I planned on giving her some left over pasta and nuke her a turkey meatball from the freezer. But that is not what she wanted. She begged for something "fancy", said in a French-ish accent. Then she decided to make it all on her own. Here is her Fancy Menu:
- Half of an apricot jelly sandwich with Cheetos inside.
- Four dinosaur nuggets with Ranch dressing.
- A handful of cherries.
- Five baby carrots with more Ranch dressing.
- A mini chocolate covered donut.
It may not be the healthiest thing she could have eaten but she got four out of the five food groups. I'm calling it a win. She didn't whine or have me have to tell her to start eating fifty gabillion times like every other day and she was happy. Our ideas of what a fancy dinner should be like may be different but we were all smiling at the end of the night, and that is what counts!