So, you say you want sushi?
Well, Miles wanted it this week, & he lived up to his promise of having a good day & taking a nap, so we did. Funny thing is, he calls it shushi. Cracks me & Angela up to no end. Especially when he's adding other greats in like, "Sophie & Dane are going nif me to shushi?"
Gotta love that kid!
BTW, shushi was a shucksess! Babies ravaged most all that was put in front of them & even Miles (aka Mr. Picky) managed to eat lots of noddle miso, edamame, ama ebi legs (fried head section of raw sweet shrimp), yakatori chicken, agedashi tofu. And, of course, green tea ice cream.
Was a good night.
posted by The Biggest Kid at 12:34 PM
1 Comments:
reminds me of the "Schlisselsmiths" in Virginia.
George and I visited an inn some years ago that had a marker in front that we tried in vain to pronounce.
But we found that after a glass or two of wine, we were able to say it beautifully. We did so well, we stayed the night there.
11:31 PM
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