Seth is a VERY picky eater. He really prefers to eat the same exact thing every single day: chicken nuggets for breakfast, corn dog and cheese balls for lunch, and then dinner can vary, but not much. The list of tolerable foods consists of chicken nuggets, rice, pizza, sausage, spaghetti, or meatballs. Seth has celiac disease, so I'm glad that there are gluten-free versions of all those foods. Tonight, though, I thought I should at least try to start getting him to eat whatever dinner I make. I made chicken in French onion soup, stuffed onions, and carrots for dinner. I knew that there was no way Seth would eat the stuffed onions, so I put six tiny bites of chicken and six extra tiny bites of carrot on Seth's plate. After he ate that, he could have chicken nuggets, cheese balls, and Oreos. He did it! He had just finished the cheese balls, and I had just set the chicken nuggets and Oreos on the table for him when Luke noticed something on the floor. It was a chewed up and spit out bite of chicken. GROSS! When he leaned down to pick that up, he saw five other mounds of chewed chicken. I don't even know when Seth could've spit that food out since Jason and I were sitting at the table with him the whole time. To help Seth realize that spitting food on the floor is disgusting and unacceptable, Jason took away the Oreos. Seth was NOT happy, but I'm pretty sure he understood that I wasn't happy about having chewed food on the floor either. While we were brushing teeth to get ready to go to sleep, I told Seth that we could have pizza tomorrow night.
Seth: "YES! And YOU can eat chicken and carrots!"
Me: "We're out of chicken and carrots."
Seth: "OH, THANK YOU, GOD!!"
The more I laughed, the more he said it and even elaborated: "Praise God we out of chicken and carrots. I love pizza and sausage and sauce and meatballs. Thank you, God!"
As funny as the whole conversation was, I'm really happy that Seth has picked up on the fact that blessings come from God and that we should be grateful for all our blessings.
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