Oh hey, while I'm here, I'd like to take a moment to give big props to red beans and rice - the first fully home-cooked meal that Curtis has ever requested of me.
He came home one day and asked me to make "some beans that we had at school today." After figuring out what kind of beans he meant, I explained to him that I'd have to make them on the weekend, because they take a long time to cook.
This meal is now referred to at our house as "The Beans That Take A Long Time To Cook," and Curt can clean two or three plates of them as long as I DO NOT MIX THE RICE AND BEANS. He must observe the plating, to ensure the rice is laid down first, then the beans are lovingly spooned on top. No sausage.