So far, we only have one picky eater. Though Andy’s picky, he’s easy to figure out. He really only dislikes raw, crunchy things . . . and cooked carrots. But the things he does like, he really loves.

Like my sloppy joes.

I really think the boy could do a happy dance in a vat of my sloppy joes. They aren’t anything spectacular, but they aren’t any goo out of a can, either. I make mine from scratch and there are even a few secret ingredients.

Today, I was making them and he came into the kitchen.

Andy:“Mommy, you make the BEST sloppy joes. They smell so good and they taste so good. I can’t wait!”

Me: “Why, thank you, bud.”

Andy:“You should make your sloppy joes for a food game!”

Me: slightly puzzled, “You mean, like, a contest?”

Andy: “Yeah! On TV.”

Me: “Oh! Well, that’s sweet of you, honey.”

Andy: “You would even beat Bobby Flay!”

I told you, when he likes something, he really loves it. I guess he can take it a bit too far. I mean, my sloppy joes would neverwin a Throwdown against Bobby Flay.

But, thanks, Buddy. Next you’ll be telling me I’m skinny and I have great hair.

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