Kids eat...fire

We went to IHOP for breakfast, and Gabe kept saying, "Kids eat fire! Kids eat fire!". For the life of me, I couldn't figure out why he was saying that (the sign read differently from my side). I asked him where he saw that, and he pointed to the sign on the table.

I asked him to hold the sign for a picture, and he held it above his head and started saying, "Ten. Ten. Ten". It seems he plans to be a judge in the Olympics as well...