pizza night

We don't get "cheap" pizza often. In fact, last night was Quincy's first time having it. We often make pizzas at home and occasionally splurge on the good stuff from Days Bay. We were beginning to worry that we were turning the boy into a pizza snob, so it was about time...

To say he was excited about it is an understatement. We were all cavemen, a tribute to his Dinotrucks book and Jeremy's Fire Eater pizza. He held his hand on Jeremy's knee pretty much throughout the meal. He clapped, chatted, and smiled his way through dinner, eating two pieces of his Simply Cheese.

The following are some of the many gems that passed his lips...

"This pizza is good. It's really really good."

"When I'm a Papa, I'm gonna loooove jalapenos."

"I have to-mah-toes just like you, Papa!" (said in his best Kiwi accent)

"Papa, you are so nice."

"Papa, I can help you pour your wine."

"Cheers!" (with pizza slices)

"Berkley and Kai are jealous dogs. They want pizza."

"Quincy Caveman is gobbling up his Fire Eater pizza."

"Kai, how was your good morning, little Kai?"

It ended with an unsolicited hug, before the two of them were off to fix the water heater, and Caveman Quincy magically transformed into Plumber Quincy.

Last night, Q was so sweet, I could have eaten him up.