Frittata

My girls continually amaze me. I was a picky eater as a child, but praise the Lord that my children follow Mike's tastebuds more than mine. This evening I experimented with an asparagus, wild rice and goat cheese frittata. I thought it was ok, Mike loved it. The amazing thing to me was that Ali ate it. I totally expected to be dishing out the leftover mac-n-cheese with peas for the girls. I offered them a choice after a few minutes of hemming and hawing over dinner and Ali, after careful consideration, said "I'll eat the ta-ta" and she did. The meal was further blessed by Jilli's conversation contributions from the bathroom. "I'm going to poop!", "Just a toot!", "Now I'm pooping!", "Hurry! I pooped! I did it!" -anything to get out of eating a ta-ta:) I couldn't help but smile to myself during our dinner. To top our meal off nicely, Ali congratulated Jilli heartily on her accomplishment "I so proud of you Jilli" and gave her a huge hug and kiss. What did you all talk about during dinner?