Getting old

We had ice cream for dinner tonight. Turns out, it was too much sweet so you ate a chicken pattie instead. When dad asked what you wanted with it, you got excited about bread. When pushed for anything else, you requested...a tomato. 

"Do you think we have any tomatoes around here?"

Then you gestured at your head, "Who am I kidding? Of course we have tomatoes!"

There are about 10 pounds of them sitting on the counter. Fresh, from the garden. 

Given the choice between ice cream sundaes and chicken patties on bread with a tomato. I guess this shouldn't surprise me for the girl who once picked spinach over tater tots. I love you, kid.