Where's the meat?

The weather has been cooling off here is St. Louis and so last night for dinner we decided to have grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. We figured it would be a nice warm, easy comfort meal. After Dave made the sandwiches and warmed the soup we all sat down at the table and the first words out of Hayden's mouth were "Where's the meat? I need meat!".

Now Hayden is not a real picky eater, though he has gotten a little more particular as he has gotten older, but he was just so funny about insisting he needed meat for dinner or it didn't count. Luckily we had some bologna available and he was satisfied.