When you’re strange…

Tonight, Lily was helping me cook.

We still don’t have our act together when it comes to meal-planning, so we’re fortunate to have a stuffed freezer that we’re trying to work our way through.  So what delectable treat did Lily enjoy while I was prepping dinner?

I’ll tell you that it was something she took from the dish I was about to put in the microwave.

Because it’s something you’d usually want to defrost AND heat up.

What is it?  Well, it is one of Lily’s favorite foods – yellow rice.  My dad (a.k.a. Papa – specifically, “Fee-fi-fo-fum Papa” when we need to clarify which of Lily’s two Papas we are talking about) makes it for her, and freezes it in individual portions that we can heat up whenever.  It’s especially convenient as a side dish since Lily doesn’t eat potatoes for some reason – no mashed, baked, fried, or anything.  Oh, I guess she’ll eat chips, but that’s it.  Speaking of strange, let’s get back to the fact that she was eating a frozen solid block of yellow rice.

Eventually her fingers got cold, so she tried eating it out of the dish.  Still frozen.

Strange child.

She then told us she was “going to freeze Annabelle’s snoozerboozle off with her frozen fingers.”

Yeah, that’s even stranger.

I guess one of these days I need to explain “snoozerboozle” to you folks…