Hot Dog!

Gareth is a picky eater, usually we just don't cater to it. As a matter of fact there are many nights that he chooses to skip dinner altogether because he just doesn't like what we are having.

Well tonight we had very few options for dinner. George, Reece, Owen, and I all had leftovers but there was nothing Gareth would want. It's didn't really seem fair to let him go hungry on left-overs night. The pickings in the fridge and freezer were slim, but we could atleast find a hotdog and a bun. Unfortunately, as soon as the hotdog was heated and waiting in it's bun, we saw that we had no ketchup.

We asked Gareth what he wanted on his hot dog, "graham crackers," he was quick to answer.

"Ummm okay... would you like mustard? "

"No. I want ranch... and chocolate syrup."

This kid was serious, we tried to put the crackers on the side of the plate, but Gareth broke them up on top. As we cautiously added the ranch... and the chocolate, we reminded him, "Now you realize this is your dinner, are you sure?"

He smiled big. He was sure.
Gareth happily ate that entire graham cracker, ranch, and chocolate syrup hotdog. Picky eater huh?