As I have mentioned (frequently), Nik is an extremely picky eater.
This morning, I made scrambled eggs and toast for myself and Anju, and pancakes for Nik. The pancakes came first because I was just defrosting a couple from a batch I made earlier in the week. Of course, Anju had to have a pancake to hold her over until the eggs were ready.
I usually season the eggs with salt and pepper at the table (because Pete takes pepper not salt, I take LOTS of salt and a little pepper, Anju takes a little salt and little pepper…you get the idea). Nik watched as I seasoned our eggs. Then asked:”I want pepper, mom!”
me: “I can’t put pepper on your pancakes Nik. It won’t taste very good.”
Nik: (after thinking for a bit) “I want pepper on eggs, mom”
Me: (rushing to get a plate and pile some eggs on it) “Would you like some eggs with pepper too?”
Nik: “Yes, mom.”
Then, after taking a bite of the eggs, “Mmmmm. These are YUMMY, mom! I LIKE eggs with pepper!”
I like that he likes eggs with pepper too!