You may recall my earlier post about my efforts to get our son to try new foods. Last night I learned that if I throw something in a tortilla and call it a fajita, Paolo will eat it. I assumed he wouldn’t want to have what Mom and Dad were having for supper and because I just didn’t have the energy to argue, I made him mac and cheese. After eating a few bites of bland mac and cheese, he was curious why Dad was in the kitchen getting thirds and asked, “Are they like fajitas?” Of course I told him our spicy tacos al pastor with chopped onions and pineapple are just like fajitas. And. He. Ate. Them. I love when sneaky mom tactics actually work.