Dinner tonight

We took the boys to Olive Garden tonight because I was too tired to grocery shop and we are running on bare bones at home.  When they brought the salad and bread sticks, I fully expected the boys to turn up their noses (as Ben did) at the salad but Joshy bee-lined straight for it.  He ate salad, the red onions and the banana pepper, which makes it official.  He is not my child.  I am an incredibly plain eater.  I like lettuce and dressing.  Nothing fancy, nothing that looks like it could be a leaf on a tree and definitely no peppers half the size of my hand.  But Joshy, he loved it all.  He just kept trying everything and liking more than he did not.  Eating vegetables I only eat when forced.  Or fruit.  I forget which way tomatoes swing.  I can't believe how much it still surprises me when I see how old he has really become.  The waitress was taking drink orders and first John ordered, then me and then I ordered for Ben and then as I am about to open my mouth I hear "and I will have a Dr. Pepper".  It was this little man sitting across the table from me, ordering his drink just like the rest of us.  He isn't the baby boy I have to force feed green beans anymore.  He is a kid and eats roughage all on his own.