Lately Ryan's been giving me this look when I've caught him eating chicken strips at a restaurant.
I call it his "check it, I'm eating chicken strips again" look.
Doesn't matter what else is on the menu. The boy loves his greasy, fat-encrusted poultry.
But as he reminded me today, this look is not new! In fact, he traced its origin back to Sept. 11, 2007, when he first made this face at Dos Gringos in Fort Worth: