Chicka Chicka Boom Boom? If only...(of songs and pizza)

"Chicka Booty, Chicka Booty, Chicka Booty" so goes Izzy's latest chant. Don't expect me to correct him. I find his version much more amusing and kid-appropriate. It seems that his friends at school have taught him these less than appealing lyrics and thankfully he has misunderstood them.

And so he taught them to another friend as they joyously cavorted in yesterday's spring sunshine at Liberty State Park, our first visit there this year. The day was so glorious that we stayed out later then usual and then ended up having dinner with our friends. As it was late, Friday night pizza prevailed.

Since we were at their house, our friends selected the pizza, with toppings which I would never before have considered. I have to admit I was skeptical but I was certainly willingly to give it a try.

Shockingly enough, the Bacon, broccoli and mushroom combination was a winner. I see many more of those pizzas in our future. And hopefully many more sunny days at Liberty State Park, while Izzy sings some other tunes...