Ahoy!
Kenny and Cooper and I went out for dinner with my parents a few nights ago, and we settled on my favorite sushi place, even though my menu options are a bit limited, at least for the next 7 (!) or so days. We were the first ones there, and it was one of those rare nights where both boys not only behaved perfectly, but ate everything that I put on their plates, from the edamame and sticky rice to the chicken katsu.
Halfway through dinner, Kenny started yelling, “Ahoy!” every time someone came in. I laughed as soon as I realized that he was hearing the traditional shouts of “Irasshaimase!” and translating them into a word that he knew. Cooper joined in not much after, and a fun time was had by all.
I ate as much wasabi as humanly possible, but the old, “Spicy foods trigger labor” hogwash didn’t work. Waa. Next on the list? A massage. And a little jumping rope…
Funny! And cute pics.
I’m impressed your kids ate everything.
If they didn’t have chicken nuggets, my kids wouldn’t eat. 🙂
May 7th, 2010 | #
Just came across your blog. Sounds like your about to get another great blessing in your life. I love how your kids can “translate” things. My dad lives in China and when I was younger my brother and I would ad-lib Chinese conversations into English and usually totally off topic.
May 7th, 2010 | #
Don’t feel bad… Chicken Katsu is thinly pounded chicken fried in panko batter… think of it as gourmet chicken nuggets! ha ha…
May 7th, 2010 | #