Today was Jon's birthday!
I made him dinner (he usually makes dinner, so I thought I'd give him a break), and picked a family favorite -- Chicken Piccata.
This meant I had to select, purchase, and then open and handle a package of chicken breasts. Ick. I like the end result, but handling raw chicken is a little... yucky.
Still, I made it through.
Otto, my picky eater, sat down and ate three cutlets. He just mowed right through them! We serve chicken piccata with extra lemon slices, and what he loves is to grab a slice of lemon, stab it, sprinkle his chicken, and then take a huge bite.
Bel sat at the table with us, ate her apple sauce, left the chicken untouched, and then begged for leftover macaroni and cheese for dessert. You win some, you lose some.
We officially celebrated Jon's birthday on Saturday evening at his mom's. The kids were thrilled, Annabel spent most of dinner obsessing over cake, and Otto can really sing Happy Birthday. Jon got a few gifts and a big slice of chocolate pie a la Bishop's (remember that place?).
Happy birthday to the greatest husband and Daddo ever!