Pizza, pizza

Noah has never been a fan of pizza.  He has never really liked it (Not totally convinced that he is mine) and has definitely never said the word.  The other day, I wasn't feeling well and didn't feel like making dinner so I asked Brian if he would pick up a pizza on the way home.  

 As soon as Brian stepped out of the car with the box in hand, Noah started exclaiming "Pizza, pizza!"  We sat down at the table to eat, and he put away almost two whole pieces.  I'm not sure where this child came from, but I think there is more of a chance of him being ours now.  By the way, if you have not had a Hot-N-Ready from Little Caeasars before, you are missing out.  So good, so easy, and so cheap.  Yummy!