chop sticks and water fountains

A few weeks ago we went to P.F. Chang’s for dinner. I forget what the occassion was but we ended up having a blast, as you can see. Both Emma and Henry ate with abandon.

This is always a nice change of pace when it happens. Both of them tend to be picky eaters unless they’re being served something full of cheese or butter and preferably fried.

I’d like to think that they were expanding their culinary horizon, consciously choosing to take a risk and try something new.

Of course, if I thought that I’d be dead wrong.

They really were only interested in making as big a mess as possible with their chop sticks and, if some exotic cuisine happened to fall into their mouth in the process, so be it.

Following the Chinese adventure we entertained ourselves for a few hours with the many activities the Irvine Spectrum has to offer. I think this trip the many fountains beat out the carousel. Both Emma and Henry were fascinated by the sight of flowing water.