One fine day, Ryan simply announced - "I want french fries". Errm! Since when did Ryan know how to say - french fries! Hubby & me simply chuckled & (of course) I did not fail to ask him again, just in case I'm hard of hearing. Coincidentally, we were in McDonald's then ... so I guess that's what inspired Ryan's french fries guise. Oh well, if its french fries my kid wants, french fries he'll get.
That was a few months back, since then ... Ryan's "graduated" to asking for "big-gher" (burger) whenever he sees the big red arches. On a wimp, we decided to let him try a double cheese-burger (cost only 2 bucks, which is much cheaper) instead of a Fillet-O-Fish, which was my first choice. Yes, fish is so much better (& healthier) than (fatty) beef ... but then again, Ryan does not eat beef or other sorts of beef products, except for the DC Burger. Ryan do eat plenty of salmon (fillet or head) or fish fillets - cooked by muah at home ... so I figured - why not let him have a taste of beef, lest he boycots this meat, when he's older.
Oh well, variety is the spice of life, ain't it?
Ryan busying himself, scribbling on the serviette ... with Daddy's pen.
Don't know why Ryan enjoys playing with the digicam cover? Interesting, meh?
I guess here ... he's pretending to take photos of me?
Smile, Mummy! I take a photo of you instead.
More random scribbling.
Let me empty A-L-L the lovely & oily french fries, all over the tray!
It's really empty now!
Oh my God! Is that salt I see?
Oh well! A bit of garam, ain't gonna kill anyone? Who cares!
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