Nothing ruffles my wife. Not even my daughter and I treating her and the boy to a quiet, but still probably too loud, rendition of "Heads, Shoulders, Knees and Hairy Tushies" during lunch today at our favorite Indian restaurant.
At the conclusion of the song, my daughter turns to my wife and asks:
Hairy tushies, do they taste good? I bet they don't.
My wife just laughed. I suspect my daughter is right but disclaim enough knowledge of the subject to opine with any authority.
One of the nice things about raising kids in this area is the most important diversity of all: culinary. My daughter, aged 3.5, could discuss with us today whether she wanted Mexican or Indian or even Thai. This is just one the best parts of immigration -- good ethnic eats.
Posted by Random Penseur at July 24, 2004 03:07 PMLooks like the 2 of you are raising a couple of very well rounded individuals: good humored and gourmets. Very happy to hear that there are munchkins out there who eat a variety of food stuffs and not the traditional chicken fingers, mac-n-cheese and PB & J. Unfortunately my 9 year old niece has yet to stick a veggie in her mouth.
I always enjoy your stories about the family unit - keep em coming RP.
Posted by: Wicked H at July 24, 2004 06:24 PMHi
One of the best things for expats in Hong Kong is seeing their children eating anything and everything. Why? Because their friends are from China, Japan, Thailand, Germany, Australia, Scotland, Vietnam, Mexico, Korea and Argentina. And if little Kia can have sushi for packed lunch why can't I? The children have little or no boundries when it comes to food here. It's great! Or course its good for the grownups too!
I'm glad you are enjoying the stories.
Wicked, we are of the firm belief that you have to expose 'em early or they won't get there until they're out of college. What a waste that would be.
Mia, that sounds like great fun.
Posted by: RP at July 26, 2004 10:29 AM