Out for Lunch

Out for lunch “let’s go out to eat,” said my mom. So Mom and I went out for lunch. My grandma and my brother went, too.  “I I like pizza,” said my mom. “I think I’ll have a cheese pizza.” “I like soup,” said my grandma. “I think I’ll have some chicken soup.” “I like hot dogs,” said my brother. “I think I’ll have a hot dog on a bun.” “I like peanut butter and jelly,” I said. “I’ll have some peanut butter and jelly.” “They don’t have peanut butter and jelly,” said my mom. “Do you want a pizza? Do you want a hot dog or some chicken soup?” “No,” I said. “I just want peanut butter and jelly. I’ll have lunch at home. We got the food. It smelled good. “May I try your pizza?” I asked my mom. “Sure,” she said. She put a slice of pizza on my plate. “May I try your chicken soup?” I asked my grandma. “Yes,” she said. She gave me some chicken soup in a cup. “May I try your hot dog?” I asked my brother. “Okay,” he said. Then he gave me some of his hot dog. “That was a good lunch,” said my grandma. “Let’s go home. I’ll give you some peanut butter and jelly. “No thanks,” I said. “I had a little pizza and a little soup and a little hot dog. I had a big lunch.”