We had our first “Indian food night” for the boys on Monday night and is would have made a good comedy sketch. All of the boys were whining about eating it. We tried to bribe them with icecream from the milk shop and that finally motivated Isaac to try a bite. He started wailing that it was too spicy; it wasn’t. It was just rice, black beans, and a mildly spice green lentil dahl mixed together. Isaac made it through his second bite by chugging two cups of water and then on the third bite he shoved the spoon in his mouth so fast that he ended up gagging himself and yakking what he’d already eaten. We cleaned it up and he finished his third bite, ay caramba. Then Ty saw Isaac eating icecream and wanted nothing to do with the rice and beans. We basically force fed him a couple of bites and then let him have icecream. Levi decided to be extra rebellious and it took about a half hour of sitting in time out in the room for him to soften up enough to try a bite. When he finally did try a bite, he was pretending to be Martha the talking dog from PBSkids and he said that the rice and beans were his alphabet soup. Whatever works. I was just glad all three kids finally ingested a little of the local food. This is going to be an ongoing battle for a while.
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