Last night we had pita pizzas for dinner. Caleb was just too distracted to eat his dinner since his good friend Isaiah was sitting next to him. I put the leftovers in the fridge for breakfast, thinking that he would have to learn his lesson and eat his dinner the first time around. My plan backfired on me.
Apparently Caleb finds pizza for breakfast to be quite enjoyable.
Then it was time for lunch. Caleb wanted hotdogs. I didn't feel like making hotdogs. But I did have leftover pizza pepperoni in the fridge. So I let him make hotdog pizzas (pepperoni pizza in a hotdog bun... not too creative, I know, but I had to think fast). Once again, a bit hit.
At this point I don't think he really cared what he ate for lunch. It was just fun to make it himself.
We had dinner tonight with our care group. Guess what we had for dinner. Yup, Caleb has eaten pizza for the last four meals in a row. The pizza train stops right here, right now.