This post is a few days post-due. Wednesday was K's last day of Kindergarten. So, D and I decided that to "officially" kick off summer vacation, he should get a special dinner (or at least get to choose what dinner should be.)
So, we called him into the office where we were talking and shared the news. We then asked him what he wanted for dinner. He responded that he needed a few minutes to think about it, since it was just sprung on him at that moment. After about two minutes, he looked at us both and said ... "sushi, please."
D and I both made a comment that expressed our surprise at the selection. K's response: "What, did you think I was going to say pizza?" To which we both had to confess, that yes, that is exactly what we thought he was going to pick. His answer to that, "We'll have pizza on Friday." (Which yes, Friday is always pizza and movie night.)
Fortunately, a new Japanese restaurant just opened in our hood, so sushi didn't mean a run to get grocery-store sushi from Target (which in all fairness, is perfectly suitable ... but limited, oh so limited, in the options.) So, we pulled up the menu for the new restaurant and placed our orders.
K and I went to go pick it up (and the only 30 minutes it poured all day was during this time frame.) From the order to the pick up to the eating of the sushi, it was great. Oh, D and I were oh so happy about this, we'll just have to watch our sushi habit now that we know this place is good. And more importantly, we need more people to eat there to ensure it stays around. (From photos on their facebook page, it looks like they have a nice steady flow of traffic ... so I am hoping.) Because frankly, there are only so many pubs this suburb can support, and we needed some variety.
And kudos to having such an awesome kid that he would choose sushi over pizza! Yay for me!
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