Eat your heart out, Ronald McDonald!

It's Fridaaaaaay! Wahoo! We're in for busy weekends for the next couple weeks. The temperatures are going to rise and the mosquitoes are coming out in full force.

I think I must give a plug to Tyson's Chicken Dinosaurs. The kids eat them like no other. And, of course, everything tastes better with ketchup. So, while Rudy and I had BBQ Tri-tip, mashed potatoes and fried bell peppers (Satan food, I'm sure) the boys were content with their chicken dinosaurs WITH KETCHUP. Dominic started with a triceratops, brontosaurus and a T-rex. Two of the same dinosaur on the plate just can't happen. Donovan could care less, as long as they float in ketchup. Would you believe Dominic asked for more? Yep, stegosaurus coming up! I was quite surprised at the successful dinner we had tonight...after all, while Rudy tended to the BBQ and I, the microwave, it just couldn't get any better!

What? Chicken nuggets aren't good for you? ("Chicken-Nugget Boom Leads To Worries About Kids' Health") I knew I should have stopped at McDonald's on the way home.