BLONDE BETH

We have been concerned about Beth's nourishment. She was practically living on pickles and fudge-sicles. She did not like the bread we eat, she doesn't eat eggs, can't stand rice, etc.

We took the children to Pat's Place restaurant on their Chicken Fried Steak night. We all ordered the special. It was very surprising and relieving to see Beth eat like there was no tomorrow. She would not eat the salad but she ate potatoes, corn, and better than half of a huge chicken fried steak.

Grandpa and I both marveled and Grandpa said, "We should have been bringing you here everyday to get you to eat." and Beth replied, "I just love anything with chicken in it!" She thought she had been eating chicken. We about died laughing.

I shared this story with Beth's Aunt Chelle and her response was, "I never dreamed Beth was sooooooo Blonde." LOL