Dirty Rice

S and I talk regularly.  She usually calls me on the way home from work, and we talk while she drives home (using her hands free device of course).  While she is driving, I am usually making dinner.  This particular day I was making Dirty Rice.  Now, I had some browned ground beef already and I didn’t know what to do with it.  Low and behold!  I passed a box mix of dirty rice and on the box it advertised “Just add ground beef for a complete meal”  Like it was reading my mind!  I picked it off the shelf and bought it.  Took it home and made it while on the phone with S.  Now it is time to eat.  S has only about 10 more minutes till she pulls into her drive, so I figure I will just serve the girls and then I’ll eat after I finish my conversation.

All 3 girls (one at a time of course) “what’s for dinner?”  “Dirty Rice.”  I respond.  Now all three girls are saying gross and how they refuse to eat rice that I have dropped on the floor.  It got so loud I have to excuse myself from my conversation with S.  There were even some tears involved.  I explained it isn’t really “dirty”.  No, I did NOT drop it on the floor.  It is NOT gross and no it is NOT “infected” (from my 7 year old).   I feel like I am fighting this never-ending battle.

The final out come to dinner was 1-1-1.  1 win, 1 it was okay, and 1 it was gross.  And to think, it only took me 10 minutes of convincing them that I was not trying to poison them!