For the love of sauce, even if it's Chilli

Today marks a special day for our little one. I decided that I wanted to have some KFC for dinner so the husband also had to have that. But he also bought chicken rice so that he could have the rice with the KFC chicken. Was going to buy some fish and chips for the little one but decided against it. Thot we'd "train" her to eat what we eat.

Gave her a tiny piece of the chicken and watching her reaction realised that it was not just crispy but also spicy. Duh, mummy! She ate it but then stuck her tongue out and tried to wipe it while saying, "Hot hot."

Oops. She didn't want anymore so ended up giving her fries instead. She then spotted the mixture of ketchup and chilli sauce and wanted it. I told her that it was hot but still she wanted it. So I dipped my finger into it and let her lick it. She said it was hot and still wanted more. So I dipped her fries into the sauce and she happily ate it. I dipped the chicken into the sauce and she ate that too! Heh heh. So she finished the little bit of chicken pieces I gave her and most of the fries. All because there was the sauce. The magical sauce. A trump card.