Don't worry this is not a recipe! This is a learning experience. While packing Kaia's lunch this morning, Mo came out and asked me for "fish soup." I said, "you want fish soup?" He said, "Noooo Fish Soup!" This is when Kaia, interpreter extraordinaire steps in. "Mom he wants some fish soup. Fish soup is yummy isn't it, buddy?" Mo looks at her like she has three heads. I knew he wasn't saying "fish soup," but I couldn't remember what "fish soup" actually was. Finally, Mo brought the fish soup to me. Duh! I knew that's what it was, but in this sick fog couldn't remember. Now I am blogging it so all of you, and I, will know what "fish soup" is.
At only 73 degrees outside, he didn't get to wear it. I'm off to rest and eat my soup now.