I Like To Move It

There's no aerobic instructor as demanding as a 3 year old. If you've never seen Madagascar, I would recommend renting it just for the song. It's a very happy, hoppy, danceable number. Anyway, after dancing around the room four times to the Thomas the Tank Engine theme, he started singing "I like to move it, move it". So I loaded the DVD and we listened to the credits a couple times. My dancing, however, was judged lacking as I was told to "jump higher." Sigh.

I probably needed to after last night's dinner. Italian chicken, green beans, cous cous pilaf and the largest piece of rosemary bread this side of Macaroni Grill. Once again, I express amazement that we get this amount of food to eat. John enjoys chicken and could eat it every night. I realize that red meat isn't as healthy but I admit that I miss it. I did really like the cous cous pilaf. I had cous cous years and years (okay, decades) ago in a foreign language class and thought it was quite nasty. I'm glad to see that it was a result of poor preparation on the part of the teacher. It was a french class and not a home ec class after all.

Now it's been five weeks and we're starting the menu cycle again. It will be interesting to see if the enjoyment of the food is more than just the novelty.