On a whim I picked up some lamb chops for dinner a few weeks ago. Grilled on the range, Annabelle viewed them skeptically on her plate, refusing a bite. Dave and I enjoyed ours and after a while she slowly took a bite from one chop. Her eyes widened:
Annabelle :: Mom!!
Me :: Yes?
Annabelle :: If I were in love with two boys and one of them was Zachary and one of them was Lamb Chop I would DEFINITELY have to choose Lamb Chop!
(It's been a favorite dinner request ever since...)
