yesterday, for his birthday dinner, our now five year old ordered chinese. which means fried stuff with rice and sweet and sour sauce. i think i od:ed on fried. burping still tastes funny. fried pork. fried chicken. fried shrimp. fried banana. fried pineapple. not on the same plate though, but in the same stomach. anyway. he was happy with his day, knowing that there will be two parties for him and yours truly the coming weekend. i'll get back to ya on the risk of overdosing on cake later.